So the small club welcomed the team who UEFA declared had officially 'the worst supporters in Europe' for the first time since the fat Spanish waiter made his statement. It was well over a year since we had conceded a goal, let alone lost, against the shite so spirits were high.

Spirits were high all right; it was four large snifters in the BK lounge as we left for the game to settle that sick feeling which you get in your stomach on every derby day morning. We also had a sick feeling when the team was announced – no Bainesy, The Jag in midfield and the King of Scotland on the bench – had Moyesy been on the Stella?

Now being a bit of a sado, I follow the form of refs. When I eventually got into the ground (there must have been two thousand outside at kick off) I asked me lad who the ref was and he told me it was MARK CLATTENBURG. Now before we go any further, I hate it when teams lose and the fans blame the ref, so I won't blame him, I'll just say that he is a cheating redshite biased bastard. In the first half he had his arm around both 'kill your speed' Finnan and ' I'd die for my country' Carra, his arm around them in a sort of matey, your all right today lads', 'see you in the bath later'!

This game was all about the ref. Moyesy's side played their hearts out, The Yak had his best game yet, The Jag followed the bloke, who nearly broke Gary Naysmith's leg without getting sent off, all over the pitch, and Stubbsy showed what it really means to someone born outside of the Liverpool boundary to play in a derby.

The shite started brightly and Tim pulled of a good save from the Ukrainian bloke they have up front. You know the one? Under every pony tail there is an arsehole!

But as I said, this one was all about the ref. We went in one up at half time, courtesy of the best own goal you are ever likely to see. It has taken 37 years to rid those Sandy Brown demons, but Hyppia did it in style. Same Park End, a half volley into the top right hand corner, with Reinna rooted, the was no 'glass, bottle, bottle, glass' this time. One Up and the place went mental.

Half Time: Everton 1 shite 0

Now when we go one up in a derby we think, well at least we've got a draw. Not this time. When we were half way down the stairs, the talk was of who sung 'Half way to Paradise'? It was a Billy Fury moment. We thought that they had nothing up front, that the bloke from the kibutz was their most dangerous player but that we were holding out well and deserved to be in front.

Then came the second half and MARK CLATTENBURG.

There were a few key moments. Firstly the equaliser. This came from our corner! Tony Hibbert (who now has some serious questions being asked about him) decided not to go for the clearance from the corner and instead try to out run Stevie G Laaaaa. Tony, who was also born outside of the Liverpool boundary, tackled him just outside the box, or at least attempted at tackle. He tried to remove his shirt. The momentum took them into the box, up stepped the ref and gave a pen. He pulled out a yellow card until the leg breaker told him it should be red and Hibbo was off. Tony needs a big season if he is to stay with us, in his locker he has pace and can tackle, he didn't deliver and took the long walk, not for the first time.

Up stepped the bloke with the melted face, he sent Tim the wrong way and it was all square.

Now quite how the bloke with melted face stayed on the pitch was amazing. Any other ref would have sent him off following the worst tackle ever seen. Cheese face went in two footed, off the ground, knees bent, Kung Fu style, on Phil Neville. Only that Nev is a true pro and not a foreigner did the Dutch twat stay on. The closest I've seen to a tackle like this was when Cantona tackled that bloke in the crowd at Palace. Anyway, the ref showed yellow instead of red.

Give Moyesy his due, rightly or wrongly, he went with two up front when we had 10 men. We were weak in midfield, particularly The Jag, but we were going for the jugular.

It went to the wire. The shite substituted a bewildered captain and brought on Bjorn Borg but it was decided in injury time. After yet another shite attack and Tim pulling off a couple of saves, Nev dived and saved one handed on the line, Tim would have been proud. Penalty. Nev off, nine men. And the bloke off the Peter Gabriel album cover, who should not have even been on the pitch, stepped up and only just, scored a second.

Then more controversy. Having turned down an earlier penalty appeal when 'kill your speed' tried to tell Roger he loved him with a hug in the box, the next one was down to the bloke who will not be at The Cenotaph on Rememberance Day. The bloke who declared in the redshite Echo on Friday that it was more important beating Everton than winning the European Cup, wrestled Roger to the ground again in the box. Now when I say wrestled, it was a judo throw, but yes, you guessed it, play on! Final whistle, all over.

We were gutted. We did not deserve this. But hey, we are Toffeemen. The shite do not beat Chelsea and a ref (Rob Styles actually – told you I was a ref sado) got suspended, will CLATTENBURG? I doubt it, not until we join G14!

My Bluekipper Star Man goes to Ozzy, and I'm not his biggest fan. He played really well, never shirked and was always looking to take it to the shite. There were plenty of contenders, Tim, Roger, Joey and Stubbsy included. The day though belonged to the ref and just watch, rock all will happen. COYB FTRS.

Full Time: Everton 1 shite 2

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What Do you think The Score Will be?     How Will the game pan out?     Who Will Score the goals?   e-mail info@bluekipper.com before the match. Keep it short and to the point.

* Everton 3 Shite 1. Yakubu to prove the point when it matters. Best regards, Tony McNulty

* Blues 2 redshite 1. Tommy Hennessy

* I have Lescott 1st and last goal reckon he will score twice. 2-1 to us and Rafa to be sent out the ground as the Lower Gwladys sing songs all day long !!! Ralff in Jersey

* Everton 5 Shite 1 - Fads (2), Yak (2) and Moysie from the dug-out. Gerry Quinn

* I do think liverpool will lose, maybe not like the gang of girls like they lost last year but I do believe that they will lose like a team of sad senoritas, thats no bull. 2-0. Joleon, 1st time to bag 2 in a game. I can see it. Shoney, Auckland, New Zealand

* Yobo to score the only goal for a 1-0 win for the blues. Jim

* Wish I could be there. Shit on the reds. Damon Minchella

* 1-0 to Everton. Normally in derbies I sit on the fence, but I am going for Everton to nick this by the odd goal. I just have a feeling that Rafa will do what he likes to do and change things around and possibly hand Everton the initiative. Matt Le Tiss