By Dave Thomas
September 7 2009
AUGUST IN SEVENTH HEAVEN We were back from the Everton game. A gin and tonic for Mrs T and a whisky for me marked the occasion of another win. As if the win over Manchester United on the Wednesday before hadn’t been stunning enough, a second win was even better, even though it was only Everton.
It was better because it showed we could repeat the process. You couldn’t help but think the United win was a one-off; a win that was the result of the occasion, the adrenalin, the pumped-up partisan crowd, destiny if you like. But a chap coming down the stairs at the end of the Everton game with a huge grin on his face summed up the feeling.” Unbelievable innit, unbelievable, now it’s two wins,” he said over and again like it was some kind of incantation. “Six points already, six points already.” To read the full article please click on the link below. |
