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Post you from a different era. Those shirt sleeves really are from a different era.

Whatever it is they did, it clearly took longer to write all that.

Predicted 1-1 in work earlier. Did I put a bet on it? Did I shite.

Press conference highlights for anyone who missed them

Australia can hate Stuart Broad all they want but trying to review a review is very Stuart Broad indeed.

We’ve landed on a Saturday during Xmas and there’s not one league game of football in England. Utter woke nonsense.

Looks like me after Everton 2 Bournemouth 3.

Happy 4 year friendaversary to those I met from my pandemic video! #zoom #workfromhome #viral

At what point does Postecoglu have to try sandpaper?

I bet he’s actually made up with those two 4’s he got. Probably not arsed in the slightest that he got out cheaply again.

Meanwhile Zak fucking Crawley continues to be the most stupid fucking cricketer on the planet.

Did I say Carse? I meant Atkinson.

That Carse looks like he’s gonna be a cracker.

VAR really doesn’t help itself does it.

That Onana in goal for United is fucking last.

There can’t be a better place on planet earth to watch a test match than in New Zealand surely.

They’re gonna win the league aren’t they. Best start making plans for May, hopefully NASA are sending something up to Mars that I can leg a lift off.

An attempt at eating food while pissed last night was made.

NARRATOR: He did indeed prep much shite.

I’ve just woke up and discovered Sean Dyche is still Everton manager. Why is this?

Anyway, what time is it all kicking off on the Bluesky spaces? And where can I boo on here?

Dyche apparently reckons McNeil struggles with the defensive aspect of playing in the number 10 role. Just sack him on the spot for that utter nonsense alone. Never mind the shite he’s prepping for later on.

Really looking forward to the first proper official Everton defeat meltdown on Bluesky. Like proper opening day of the season vibes.

Day one of being controlled and manipulated by a fucking watch: The little prick keeps telling me to stand up. I think it thinks I’m constantly in a Caravan of Love.

It’s like Diana dying all over again.

Probably explains why this crashes at least once a day. Certainly an acceptable amount to be fair.

Bowed down to absolutely no peer pressure at all and ordered an Apple Watch. Which means the next 7 days will be spending shouting at random people “How the fuck does this work? Where’s the fucking time?”

Who in the blue hell have England just brought on?!

Sam Matterface keeps blabbing on about promotion and relegation from League of Nations like anyone really gives a fuck about it.

International weekend means nap number 2 of the afternoon is incoming.

So which despicable human being or an approximation of a human has allowed Deal or No Deal to crawl back onto television?

It’s grim on Breck Road. In other news, I took this picture.

There’s an empty can of Texas BBQ Pringles causing absolute fucking murder on this bus.

If we’re gonna bring Moyes back, we’re gonna have to do it right now, otherwise West Ham might beat us to it.

Predicted Dan Lawrence score: 7.

I regret to announce but I’ve had no choice but to put the heating on.

Two day week for me:

I completely forgot about this app. Any bantz?

Those tricky toffees eh, 3 wins on the bounce for the first time since the second lockdown. Might have left our title charge a little too late like. Yes, I know what happens next.

My last day in my 30’s is underway.

Also, if I see one message on here that starts with “A tactical analysis - a thread” then I’m fucking off.

So, here we all are. Is Stamp here yet?