ROG ON MOYES' EVERTON RETURN 🔵
Reminder #572,482: There is No Romance in Football AKA Everton can’t have nice things and what happened to the old fashioned decency of a New Manager Bounce? After 4266 days, David Moyes returned to coach Everton once again. The rapturous reception he received was a reflection of just how emotionally overwhelming it was to watch him in our hour of need. His hair whiter. His palette of experiences all the richer. His face somehow even more battle worn. I experienced a flood of emotions: Nostalgia. Memories of Moyes’ moments past. Of Everton valor, fight and collective overachievement. I also thought about my late Dad and how much he adored David Moyes for his humanity and decency, and would have loved this moment.
But there was also the nagging fear born of our grim present day predicament, hovering one point over the Moon Door of the relegation zone. And the numbing agony when seeing that the starting line-up was unchanged, as if Sean Dyche had posthumously picked the team. And just as the new Walmart logo looks eerily like the old one, in defeat against Aston Villa, Everton’s challenges remain the same, the inability to score goals. The gnawing ill-decisions at the back. Dominic Calvert-Lewin’s ongoing torment. And the harrowing feeling that for now, being an Everton fan is the same as it ever was: watching our boys toil in the hope of cohesive football, and rooting for 3 teams to fare worse than us. To better days ahead for all #UTFT 💙