STOKE MATCH REPORT

Its hard enough trying to out manoeuvre Stoke City at the best of times, such is their propensity to kick the living frigging daylights of you for 90 minutes, but when you couple that with a bloated faced bent twat of a referee giving them protection to do so, you may as well pack up your stuff, fuck off home and put Strictly or X Factor on depending on which part of Camp Rainbow you inhabit. Im a Strictly MAN.



Moyes was right, there was loads of huffing and puffing. Not just on the pitch either, there is a large section of supporters becoming increasingly frustrated at the paper thin size of his squad and his inability not to change his rigourously defensive system, not to mention falling out with players when he cant really afford to. Saha pulled out without a whisper before hand too. How many fucking times does that happen? No mention of an injury in the week then mysteriously disappears when you need him most.



Robert Huth, an enormous Aryan Germanic cheat, nowt more, grabbed the only goal(and chance?) of the game to give the visitors all three points on a day were football just wasn't on the agenda. Stoke manhandled, time wasted and cheated their way through 90 minutes and we just looked like well...11 North Korean table tennis players asked to play 'Soccer' together for the first time, not a jar of glue throughout, totally devoid of any inspiration or creativity. I cant be sure, but I think Lee Mason might have been having his own little game of seeing whether he could out do his last inexplicable decision by giving another one twice as bad as the last. The first time he gave Everton anything was on 90 minutes when he offered us 7 minutes to sort our shit out. Did we respond? Did we shite.

 Dean Whitehead, with your bonce like genetically modified Egg Plant. Cunt.

Too many senior players are under performing and feel safe with their place in the side. Cahill, Osman, Jagielka. We look scarily thin up front and dont have a bean to sort it out, Vellios not good enough, neither is Straqulursi, Saha can just fuck off. Our manager continues rigidly to stick by a system that doesnt suit our position or the tools(sic) at our disposal. It is just completely soul sappingly laborious shite in virtually every encounter week in week out and something seriously needs to give.

On a day were we should have been inspired by a man and a player like Gary Speed, we truly let ourselves down. The club and its fans and indeed Gary Speeds family didnt, inside and outside the ground during and afterwards everybody that was there saw and experienced something that will live with them for a for a long, time. Well done to all involved.