Friday 6 May 2011

Manchester City Preview

In some sort of weird karmic recompense, ever since City hit the footballing jackpot (some obscenely rich cunt buying you, twice). Everton boast a pretty impressive record against them winning 6 out of their last 7 games comfortably. Its fair to say its become a tasty slot in a lot of Evertonians fixture lists because of this precise reason, they've got what we supposedly all want and we cant(wont) understand why, yet we keep motivating ourselves to put them in their place.

  

Phil Neville has told Everton supporters we should leave our booing shorts at home for Joleon Lescotts first proper return to Goodison, this on the basis that Lescott played brilliantly for Everton in a ''golden era'' for the club, helping us plucky bastards reach Wembley. The chuffing great highlighted manc tit. Before Neville had started chatting bubbles about this, our latest judas, of which there have been a few, it wasnt really registering on the bile-o-meter, it just feels like one for the kids or two or three spurnings too far down the line for it to hurt, if you will. Now Neville has said that hair ruffling shite though, i wouldnt mind seeing everyones favourite Black Country Klingon get a customary 'Bullens Road Bear breath on your neck' welcome.

If we want to be brutal about things though, its starting to look like his decision to go to a team more than ten points below us at the time of his transfer, looked like a savvy one. He more than doubled his bunce per week, is off to Wembley again, probably to pick up a winners medal this time, is likely to feature in the champions league next season and is still in the international set up, oh and the changies at Eastlands are meant to be the tits too. But seriously, fuck him, and the Neville shaped Horse he'll ride in on. Clear your throats...



What sort of team can we expect after Wigan, ive no idea to be honest, it was a bit dissappointing to see Moyes shoehorn Arteta and Cahill into a side which had been performing admirably, United apart that is. Not that this was the sole reason behind the dissappointing draw against Wigan or anything, they are scrapping for their lives after all and by all accounts they did ok did the pie eaters. It was Arteta missing his early penalty that seemed a bit mad, particularly when Baines snotted one in soon after. It just sort of whiffs of complacency and players being comfortable that their places are safe and that.

 

Whatever team we put out, we'll be without Yakubu who has apparently ''had enough with Everton'', laters Ayiegbeni lad, the feelings mutual...we'll also need to be much better than we were at the DW stadium to get past Manchester Citys gang of talented over priced, over paid, journey men. Maybe they'll rest a few with an eye on the Cup final and we'll get up for the ''We Couldda Been Contenders Cup'' again this year, who the frig knows?

Up those glorious toffeemen.

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