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121. Tommo. I love Everton. I am from Morecambe about 1hour from the home of Goodison Park because my dad is from the area and I thought I'd support the respectful part of merseyside as oppose to the rest of the bastards supporting the redshites. Recently I have had to move down south to Kent but im still up 4 travellin 360miles to see the blue boys because afterall ITS A GRAND OLD TEAM TO SUPPORT and I LOVE EVERTON F.C. (22/12/03)

120. Gavin Shute. I became an Everton fan in 1979, when I was 7 and had just moved from New Zealand. The first match I saw was on TV - Everton v Liverpool – not knowing too much about English football back then. My older brother picked the red-shite and being the younger bro, I picked the opposite, the Blues! A cross I’ve carried now for 24 years ( my bro soon adopted Arsenal as we live near to London) I wouldn’t change anything and am still proud to be a Blue, especially with all the glory-supporters here in the South. Blue Forever….! (22/12/03)

119. Robert Borthwick. My dad's been an Evertonian since he was 10. He is now 52 and I was born an Evertonian. He only became an Evertonian because his favourite Hearts player was Alex Young. I went to my first game in 2000 against Bradford and we won 4-0. I'm from Edinburgh and also follow Hearts. I'm 13 years old. (04/12/03)

118. Pat Best. Was born on 20th May 1984 the day of our FA cup triumph. My dad made it back from Wembley just in time for the birth! Apparently i was very nearly called Andy with my middle name Gray. My 11th birthday 1995 was spent at Wembley also watching us beat the Mancs. "na na na na, na na na na, wayhaaaa Paul rideout!" Started going the match regularly from about age 6. I have been a season ticket holder since about age 10. Still got it now aged 19 go to Leeds university but still make it back for every home game! Keep the faith. (04/12/03)

117. Josh ROONEY Caren I was born an Evertonian ( of course ) cos me dad lived in Everton.
Ever since I was little I wanted an Everton shirt. The first one I got from my Godfather when I was about six. My first Everton Footie match when I was 11 was EFC v Man City last season wen Radz scored in the last minute. Once I went then I was hooked.
I then went to the derby when we lost 2-1 I was sitting in the Park End ( got the ticket off a tout) and was laughing every time we sang " kopites r gobs**te " I went to Everton v Villa when the roonster scored in last minute after we had been 1 down. That was the first time we'd won. I'm 13 and still an Evertonian. There's only 2 people ( including me) who support Everton in my school. (04/12/03)

116. James Mcbride. Thank you for a wonderful web site on Everton Football club. Being a lifelong Everton supporter, stemming from my father living and supporting in the area, I am proud to be a supporter of EFC. Your comments and analogies of games are sometimes the first I hear and usually the correct ones. Living in Australia I managed to journey to Liverpool and stay at my relatives house not more then 5 minutes from the great Goodison Park. The year was 97 and we played Glasgow rangers in a pre season friendly and i got first hand what it was like to witness an Everton game. We won 3-2 that day and it was one of the most eye opening experiences of my life. Before this I had gone with my cousin ( local lad) who was a devote Liverpool supporter, to the Everton Club tour. I saw all the innards of Everton football club. The trophy room, the images of the great Dixie Dean, and my favourite team of the mid 80"s. My cousin wouldn't you believe wore a blue shirt as he lead me into the gallows of Everton Football Club. I saw the dressing room, the trophy room and the pitch which unfortunately was sand, as they were in the process of growing the grass.

After I watched the Glasgow game which when I was talking to the scots which packed the Campfield pub( local pub) rating Duncan Ferguson, it was a game which showed support on a level i had never witnessed before. it showed how much a win for Everton meant to it's supporters. During half of the game I was on my own. But my friends from the area swapped seats and when the winning goal came I received the biggest hug, from my friend next to me watching the second half. The two matches I went to after that was the 2-0 home night defeat by Manchester United, Beckham scored and i was sitting for the first and only time in the Gladys street end, when he ran past with his hand to his ear. Made me angry as well as Teddy Sheringham scored the first goal if i can recollect correctly. The last and third game I saw when i was in beautiful England was the derby between Everton and Liverpool at Goodison. Firstly I had to submit 5 home game tickets just to apply for the game ticket. Having friends in the area made that possible.

I have to say the people or scousers in my area were more than friendly, they enjoyed a laugh, which i did, and we got on brilliantly. I still keep in contact today with my close friends in the area of everton. What a day. first of all we go to the Campfield for drinks. Get a taxi to go to the ground. Now here I am panicking because it's 1450pm game starts at 1500pm. No worries as my mates walk out of the pub. Find a taxi immediatly. Get to the ground at 1455pm. To find all these Everton supporters singing our song, we walk in, not a minute to spare, sit down in the seat, one minute later the theme of Z-Cars comes on, were set for a game. What a game it was Everton winning 2-0. We hassled and jeered our Liverpool supporters demise and I had one of the best nights i have ever witnessed. Anyway enough of me and my life to you blue kipper i say thank you for everything. Thank you for being an Everton supporter. I know when i was a child(I'm 27years) everyone went for liverpool in Australia. now in the nineties and the new millennium they all go for Manchester United. It seems that in this country they always go for the best. They done this even when we were on top. But unfortunately we couldn't compete in europe.

I personally like to say, Thank you for all your wisdom and commentary on our games. Blue Kipper I wish you and your readers the most success. Don't forget, we are playing against human beings the same breed as all who can read this, so come on everton, you make me feel sick when we loose, compete, you have the most loyal fans and the greatest record in the premiership. Remember you are representing Everton Football Club. The proudest club in history. you are human. you can play ball with anyone who challenges you. Remember you are a football player, existing upon an earth, for success. Succeed please because it hurts when you loose, draw, or put in a bad performance. Although you can never put in a bad performance because you play for Everton and i support you. regards. Go Everton. (13/11/03)

115. Patrick Devaney. I'm from Allerton. My story is simple I was born an Evertonian and I will die one. (13/11/03)

114. Andy Irving. Born in Sefton General Hospital, and brought up in Silverwell Road, Croxteth. I cannot remember my first game but I think it was the rezzies way back in the 60s, my granddad used to take me, my mam, dad and 2 brothers and 2 sisters all succumbed to the dark side but my granddad, he used to say you were special if you were a blue, and he was right. I live in Yorkshire now and my kids are blue, its a bit more expensive but we try to get to as many games as poss, even my Yorkshire wife made her first visit to Goodison this season against Stockport( she loved it). (13/11/03)

113. Gerard McAlley. I was born in Walton and lived in 72 andrew street, which is a stones throw from Goodison and having grew up next to our wonderful stadium there was only 1 team I was goin to support. My first real game was Tony Cottee's debut when my step dad took me, but I had been to Goodison before running in the for the last 10 minutes when they opened the gate. I can't remember the game but i will never forget the atmosphere. I will always be an Evertonian. (23/10/03)

112. Paul Rogers. Born in London but grew up in Milton Keynes. I was never into football until 1985 (I was 12). It was FA cup final day and one of my mates was going on and on about Man Utd are gonna win the cup (funny how nothing changes). Anyway I asked who they were playing, he said Everton. So just to wind him up I started saying Everton were gonna win. I had no idea who where or anything else about them. Didn't even know they had just won the league and were currently the best team in Europe. Well we all know our History (1-0). But that didn't stop me from becoming a Blue.

After many years of being the only Evertonian that I knew I finally met another (Steve, who now runs the MK Blues). We worked together for a few years and stared making the 350+ mile round trip to the games. The first game a 1-1 draw with Spurs in 1995.

I've many great memories including the last day of the season against Coventry needing Chelsea to do us a favour, the whole of Goodison chanting"Vialli", and a League cup game against Sunderland on a Wednesday night that went to extra time and then losing on Penalties getting home at 3am and in work for 6am. (23/10/03)

111. PASCAL. I LIVE IN ENSCHEDE(HOLLAND). THE FIRST TIME I GOT THE BLUE VIRUS WAS IN THE EARLEY 80'S. I NEVER FORGOT THAT DAY. I MUST HAVE BEEN 12-13 YEARS OLD AND SAW A DOCUMENTARY OF GOODISON PARK ON TV. SINCE THAT DAY EVERTON HAS ALWYS BEEN MY FAVOURITE CLUB IN ENGLAND. MY PROUDEST MOMENT AS A TEENAGER WAS MAY 1985. IT WAS IN ROTTERDAM, FINAL OF THE EUROPEAN CUP WINNERS CUP.
I STILL CALL MY SELF A LUCKY MAN THAT I HAVE SEEN THAT TEAM OF 1985 PLAYING. BUT THAT YEAR BRINGS ALSO A BLACK CLOUD OVER ME. MY CLUB WAS BANNED FOR 5 YEARS BECAUSE SOME LIVERPOOL FANS BEHAVING LIKE ANIMALS IN BRUSSELS. IT STILL HURTS, BECAUSE THAT TEAM OF 1985 COULD HAVE WON MORE PRIZES AND TITLES IF THEY HADN'T BE BANNED FOR 5 YEARS. MY HEART WILL ALWAYS BE BLUE!!!!!!!! GREETINGS TO ALL THE BLUE HEARTS. (23/10/03)

110. Stuart Smith. I was born in Hull were my dad (a massive Hull Kingston Rovers rugby fan) took me to home games week in, week out and I didn't even know the game of football excised!

It wasn't unit I moved to "the other side of the bridge" that I became interested in football. My new friends quickly asked me what team I supported and at the same time advised me that all barring one supported Manchester United! (The one being a Liverscum fan, who in fact became my best friend!)

I said I didn't have a clue what football was never mind support a club, so I was advised to go home and come back tomorrow and let them know who I supported.

Not being one to follow a crowd I had already decided not to support Man U. so that evening I switched on teletext looked at division one and noticed a team was bottom having played several games and not won! I naturally felt sorry for them. This team of course was EVERTON! I went back to school and told my new friends of my choice which was met with unbelievable expressions (they still accepted tho) and I guess the rest was history. Everton then went on to win the FA Cup that year! (15/10/03)

109. Edward Greenwood. I wasn't born an Evertonian. My family are all Rugby league mad and I was too until I watched the toffee's for the first time. My mate (from Waterloo) took me to a game against Fulham towards the back end of Walter Smith's reign. I'm 23 now and have only been behind the toffee's for 2 years, I do call myself an Evertonian but would love to know more about the history of the club. Anyway I'm now a toffee until I die and I made sure the first garment my Godson wore was a mini Everton shirt. Does this qualify me? I read your site daily and think it's the dog's b*ll*cks (which is a good thing in case you're unfamiliar which Yorkshire slang). (15/10/03)

108. Ray (Windsor Blue). Born in Colchester Essex, it was Christmas Day 1966 I was 3, my brother was 6, mum and dad got two footie strips for the boys, my brother got the black and gold of Wolves, I got the Royal Blue and White of Everton (Jeezz close call that). How proud I was, mum says I lived in it, as I got bigger and the strip just got more holes in, and very tight until it fell apart.
My Dad was in the Army and we moved all around the world, the shops only had strips for Leeds or Chelsea the Man'ure. One day at Kings School in Germany where all the Army kids went, a new kid joined the School, Andy Taylor his Family came from Barnstable Devon, he had an Everton Scarf tied to his wrist ( like we did in the 70's) we hung around all the time and used to listen to the world service on Saturday to hear the commentary and Blues scores, we would sit in the woods singing if you know your History.
First game was when we moved back to Windsor in 1977 and a school friend was a QPR fan, went with him to see Everton Stuff them 5-1 and big Bob Latchford got 4, over the years I have made the 420 mile round trip as much as possible taking in trips to Wembley and Rotterdam along the way (Quicker to get too) I now have been blessed with 2 sons and a little girl who are as daft as me about the blue boys. My happiest memory was the first game I took my two lads too, Southampton at Goodison last year, little Jamie 6 asked me why I had tears in my eyes when they played Z-cars as they came out (Daddies Don't cry) and when Radz hit that winner on 92mins Jamie Jumped on me and danced around so happy, and smiled the 210 miles all the way home."Evertonians are born not manufactured. We do not choose we are chosen. Those that understand need no explanation. Those who don't understand don't matter." Blue till I die. (15/10/03)

107. Si. Even though I'm an Essex Geezer, born and bred, with accent and all, I was turned into an Evertonian at the tender age of 7 when me Scouse Dad, of Irish decent, took me to West Ham v Everton in 1970. All the greats were playing, Joe Royle, Howard Kendall, Colin Harvey etc. We were in Upton Park right down by the corner flag and a player with Ginger hair and white boots (yeah, you guessed it!) came over to take a corner. He sat down on the wall and waited for big Joe to get in the box. Me Dad said to me "Go and pat that man on the back" so I did, and Alan Ball turned round and ruffled my hair up and smiled down at me.

Later when the game ended, which we won (naturally), me and Dad waited for a while until the crowds had left, then we went out of the ground and ended up in some sort of enclosure surrounded by fences, with all the supporters on the other side of it. The team coaches were parked there and we'd somehow managed to get into the area. A bloke with bright blonde hair came towards us and my dad talked to him, it was Alan Whittle, and he signed my program and again I got patted on the head. Then a bloke called Harry Catterick was ruffling my hair up and signing the program. Later Alan came out of the dressing room with the program and it was signed by the whole squad. I've still got it somewhere up in the attic !

That was it, I was a blue. Through my teens I got into all sorts of shit with the kids at school who all supported West Ham, Chelsea, Arsenal and Tottenham. But luckily I turned into a bit of a hard-nut and proudly wore my levi jacket with Everton across the back and my blue and white silk scarf tied round my neck like a tie "a la 1970's". My bedroom wall was covered with Everton pictures of the team past and present, Bob Latchford, Andy King, Martin Dobson, Mick Lyons and the rest, and we used to go up to Liverpool regularly to see my cousins (The Oldfields and the Reilly's in Litherland) and go to the match.

We got tickets for the 1977 League cup final v Aston Villa at Wembley off Alan Whittle after me Dad met him again when he was playing for Leyton Orient. SuperMac (Duncan McKenzie) nearly scored within minutes of the kick-off but sadly the game ended 0-0 and after a couple replays, we lost. I missed out on the glory years in the 80's when I joined the French Foreign Legion Para's, I missed the whole Fxxkin lot ! But I did see us win the FA Cup on my return to England in the 90's.

Now I'm in the process of brain washing my 2 boys and daughter into becoming Everton Fans, the Rooney publicity is helping a lot. But the 11 yr old is in danger of going over to the dark side and the lost tribes of the Man U supporters (shock, horror!!).....even worse, my daughter is starting to like Liverpool !!...Don't worry...I'm working on it..! Cheers, Great site, keep up the good work. (16/09/03)

106. Heather Marshall, West Derby. I hate to admit it but I was born a liverpool fan and was till I was about 6 and realised how crap they were. My uncle was and still is a true blue as is my granddad and great granddad so I decided to join the tradition an support the best. Now my uncle takes me to some of the everton matches and to my dad's disgust Ii get the everton kits and were them all the time just to annoy him. I would be made up if you put this on the site 'cause I visit it everyday! (16/09/03)

105. Kenwright. I Cannot remember ever being anything else but an Evertonian. I was born in 1964 in Africa.My dad was in the RAF from West Derby.My first game was a pre season friendly in about 1978 against a dutch team,we sat in the top balcony. I was brought up in Sandwich,Kent.At the age of 14 used to get a day return to liverpool leaving at 6am getting back just before midnight.id have a couple of bottles of cider in the supporters club on city rd before the match.Now 38 and living in Cumbria i still feel i am blessed.My kids meg,erin,jack rideout born in 95,molly,joe and bill kenwright are all equally blessed.The best match I've seen is the 1984 cup final id just got back from the falklands in fact i was at the west ham game on the monday beforehand and I'm sure the only reason we didn't get battered after the game was because it was Brooking's last game....there wasn't many of us there. Remember life's a piece of shit but at least your not a red nose piece of shit. (15/08/03)

104. Dr. Berry. Why am I blue? My first match was in August 1963. Over the years I never felt less than proud of my team. If we lose 0-5 to the shite, as we have. They're still my team, they are still the greatest club in the world. The time I don't get those goose bumps when I hear Z cars is the time when I snuff it. Viva Alex Young, Jimmy Gabriel, Colin Harvey, Peter Reid, sharpie and Moyes. Currently I am doing missionary work in Yorkshire. But at least 12 times a season I'm over at Goodison for my fix. Once an Evertonian always an Evertonian!! (15/08/03)

103. Paul Walsh (chancellor). My story starts in 1970 the year we won the championship for the seventh time. I was five years of age, a son of Irish parents who had settled on the fringes of greater west London.My 'arl fella was more a fan of gaelic sports coming from the emerald isle but had to taking to following the fortunes of Blackburn Rovers from a distance.The area we lived in was and is still a massive Chelsea heartland. I remember seeing their skinheads going the match.They looked to a young boy a formidable and menacing sight. As you all can remember making your first tentative steps as a youngster into the outside world is a business fraught with pitfalls.

We, my family being Irish were seen as been different by a neighbourhood which was distinctly right wing in it's attitudes.We Irish lads stuck together in the games on the local green where the talk would be obviously of Osgood, Harris, Hutchinson etc rather than Ball, Royle and Harvey.It was only natural that without a link provided by my family I was going to opt for the local side
So, sometime in the early months of 1970 oblivious to Everton homing in on their seventh title I began to pester the mother to buy me a Chelsea strip.This ensued for many months, me making a request for the strip just for the mother to knock me back on a regular basis because we were dead poor apparently. Then one Saturday morning as I was heading for the green the
mother calls me back and says: "This kit you want. What are the colours?" "Blue shirt, blue shorts with a white stripe and white socks. Are you getting it me then?" I says "We'll see" she says with a smile. Well I am off around the green in no time ready to tell anybody who would listen how my new kit was on it's way....

At lunchtime I shoot home ,the mother is back from town sorting out the shopping, "Did you get it then?"I says barely able to contain the excitement. "Yes it's in that bag in the corner!" she laughs. And I am gone to my bedroom in a flash, bag in tow. I start pulling it all out of the bag .Crisp white socks,Royal Blue jersey and..oh..no.!.......white shorts. Aaaagh Mum! You've gone and got the wrong shorts. I knew what her answer would be before I reached the bottom of the stairs. " Paul they're the ones you've got and they're the ones you'll keep!" You have to know my dear old mum to know that what she says goes and that's it put up and shut up. I knew the score as I trooped back to my bedroom to try and sort out my first big life crisis. I knew if I got that kit on and tried to pass it off as Chelsea I was going to get an awful ragging by the local wag who was all of six years old at the time! Being a child of a nervous disposition there was no way I was going to put my head in the oven like that. No, there had to be a way to introduce
a damage limiting exercise into this fast deteriorating affair.

Now some of you 'arl gets will remember BIG LEAGUE a poor man's subbuteo where you used to have to push the player's spring loaded head down to get the plastic fella to kick.Yes? You'll remember how it came with a colour chart of all ninety two league clubs. I pulled the chart out and started to consult it and compare colour ways with what I had lying on the bed. Of course It didn't take long as my finger ran along the first division teams....Everton!........ My first reaction, I cannot lie was, Who are they? Still there was no time to do any research. That kit lying on the bed was an Everton kit and if I was asked that would be what I would be telling the enquirer. So on it goes, my first kit.... my heart leapt I can tell you. I bound around to the green where the usual seventeen a side are going through their paces at a frantic pace. One of the 'arl lads (aged ten or thereabouts)
beckons me on to his side and off I go.

A few minutes passes when during a lull in the action my would be tormentor sidles up and says."eh Walshie that kit who is it?. Now I know he's waiting for me to slip up..... "Everton" I says a moment passes as he tries to recover his ground. "Everton!" he splutters "Who the f... are they ?"

"My team" I said with pride for the very first time. "Oh...." he says and runs off, and there it it is from that moment I became conscious of the calling. Do I believe we Evertonians are chosen we do not choose? Of course I do. When I started to learn more about the club our motto, our beginnings, and great tradition I have always known it was meant to be. Everton has made me laugh tears of joy and of sadness in equal measure down the years but it's always been there through good times and bad during my life. I have taken fierce stick from people where I live for following a club 300miles up the road but they don't understand and consequently don't matter. I am blue.... I am blessed. (30/07/03)

102. Mark (EvertonFC_Fan). Some people say they were born with a silver spoon in there mouth, I was born with a blue one! Born 1st October 1987 I missed the most successful seasons in Everton's history but I did manage to see the 1995 FA Cup Final. My first game at Goodison was against Coventry City when we drew 2-2. I had my first season ticket in the 1999-2000 season. Most of my family are Evertonians but a few are kopites. I think they must have been dropped on their heads when they were born. Can't wait for the new season to start. COYB - Once An Evertonian, Always An Evertonian! (30/07/03)

101. Ben Walsh 7yrs Old...Top Balcony Season Ticket Holder. I am an Evertonian because like Wayne Rooney..God Chose Me......(30/07/03)

100. Ziggy Mc, West Derby. My Dad took me to my first league match, Easter, 1984 vs. Wolves (2-0, Gray and Steven). I think there were only about 17,000 there but I was hooked. All I remember is that Gray scored with a bicycle kick and for some reason the Upper Gwladys was totally empty (or is my memory deceiving me?). My dad's side of the family has always been a season ticket-holding bunch of mad Toffees, whilst my Mum's side were typical fair weather Kopites (i.e. they were always going on about that shower in the 70s and 80s, and made a brief reappearance 2 years ago), but one of my earliest memories is of playing with a Tonka toy and asking my Dad who I should 'stick up for'. He told me that Everton always won, so it was logical that I would become an Evertonian, although it wasn't until the Rush 0-5 that I realised he was kidding, but by then it was too late (thank the Lord). I ran straight over the road to tell my mate Mullo that we should both stick up for Everton 'cause they always won. Despite this being 1981 and him coming from a red family, my dad's wise words convinced the both of us. Mullo even went out the next day and made his Mum get him the old Hafnia top.

My low was the 86 Cup Final, watching it on the TV with my RS sister. Cried all night. The high is the homecoming in 1995 - the sight of thousands of delirious Evertonians draped all over the Queens Drive/Prescot Rd junction will never fade. Again, I cried! There is no blood like blue blood. (09/07/03)

99. Jenny. I was born in a family of 5 blues through an through. We are all season ticket holders an we all hate the red shite with a passion. Nil Satis Nisi Optimum, Once a BLu4e, Always A Blue. Cracking Site by the way!!!!!!!!! (09/07/03)

98. Heather Marshall, 14. I am very unfortunate to live in a house full of kopites. I am the only sane one. As you can well imagine when the derby is approaching I get so much stick it's unbelievable. But every derby without fail just to annoy my dad, I sit right infront of the tv with my Everton kit on screamin all the Everton songs I can remember. I have only been to a few games, becuase I have to wait for my uncle to take me and he'z usually very busy. I am currently tryin to save up so hopefully when the 2004/2005 season comes, I can buy my own season ticket!!!!!! Great site. I am never off it! Love, a trapped Evertonian! (30/06/03)

97. Tom Hartley. I've been a blu all my life, the feeling I get on a match day morning is sensational, the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end and when the famous z-cars is blasted out of the p.a. my chest fills with pride. The number one everton legend, for me, has got to be big Nev. He's the best goalkeeper I've ever known and as my first match as a young blue was his testionial he is my obvious choice. I'd just like to finish with the wisest and smartest word I have ever heard. REMEMBER THE NAME.... WAYNE ROONEY. p.s. keep up the good work lads yours doing a fantastic job. (30/06/03)

96. Chris Lee. I'm 14 and From Bristol. My Dad is a Crocky boy born and bred literally just round the corner from Wayne's place. I've been an Evertonian all my life. First game was against Ipswich in 1994/95, We won 4-1!! I have major plans to get a house in Liverpool when I'm older and a tattoo and become a Season Ticket holder forever! COYB! (30/06/03)

95. Steph Evans (BBN). Been an Evertonian since the day I was born. I was mainly influenced by my dad and granddad of whom are lifelong supporters, I still go the matches with me dad and I'm currently waiting for the arrival of me season ticket! My granddad was around in the times of Ted Sagar and Tommy Lawton and would tell me stories of games gone by. All of my family are blues, mum, dad, cousins even nan's! Cant wait for the new season, COYB. EFC - Its a love thang. (28/06/03)

94. JB. I lived off Thirlmere Road; a little offshoot called Lyell Street, with CH Curphy’s building yard at the bottom of Lower Bulwer and two coal merchants at either end of the street. I’m a product of All Saints Infant and Junior and had my first pint in the Flat Iron. I was lucky enough to pass my Eleven Plus but that’s another story.

At All Saints, when I was in the portakabin, cum new Priest’s residence that was Stonleigh, I was probably the only Bluenose in the entire year. One of the portakabins had a Joey Jones moniker sprayed on its roof – just to give you an idea. Analfield was a spitting distance away. The RS were doing this and doing that; I used to go ‘car minding’ on the back of the ‘Ola’ opposite the Kop and on some games you could car mind as far out as the top of Breckfield road. All Ola in those days. Copping out (no pun intended), no, it was a way of earning a few bob. At this time I’d never seen an Everton game. All I had was my Dad’s memories of ’66 and seeing the triumvirate/trinity at Goodison (he always talks about that). My Dad just couldn’t afford to take me, and the three or so quid I picked up car minding on a RS UEFA game was put back into the familly coffers.

Lots of pressure and aggro; but at 7-9 yrs of age I took it on the chin. The only, upfront and, admitting it Bluenose in my junior school class. My Dad always told me that I was better than the rest; because I stood out, could take the stick and give as good as I got. I think that’s the way all Bluenoses are. In 1976/7, my Dad started saving up – I was twelve, we didn’t go to North Wales that year and my Dad didn’t go the to the pub after his every other week ‘two to ten’ shift for a long time. I wondered why? Why(?), because my first Everton game was on its way; that’s why. My Dad saved up for nearly 12 months to take me to Wembley in 1977. He wasn’t sure we’d get there, but he made damn well sure that he had the ackers to see it through. That’s why we’re Evertonians; because that’s what we do. We couldn’t afford the replays though and my Dad couldn’t get time off work.

The next season he took me to see Ipswich at Goodison, we lost 0-1, but he used the money he had left from the Wembley gig to take me to Goodison. Paul Mariner, AKA ‘Party Pooper’ did the damage. My first visit to Goodison, without bunking in that is …. or waiting outside for the ‘last twenty’. Did anybody else on this list do the old ‘under the legs’ jobbie and just run into the Gwladys before a steward could catch you? And now … my real gut ache is the mid eighties. I moved to Bristol in 1983 to go to University. I couldn’t afford to travel back all the time and ended up at Ashton Gate every other bloody Saturday watching the Robins. But in ’77 I was there for the missing ‘Spur’ and Duncan, THE Duncan’s superb shot! What is it with Everton and Duncan’s? They promise the earth and only deliver the detritus! Signed off. (28/06/03)

93. Chris Devaney. I was an evertonian from when i was born due to my step dads influence but didn't actually go to a match until my 10th birthday on sept 24th 1994 when everton played leicester at goodison. it was a shite 0-0 but it didn't dampen my love of them. my greatest memory of my blues is the game against wimbledon in 1994 when we won 3-2 after being 2 nil down. it was the greatest day of my life as barry horne scored that wonder goal and stuart got 2. sittin behind the goal in the gwladys street was amazin on that day! lets hope the duke can lead us up the table! but remember before the duke there was barry horne and are eternal tribute to that goal
WHO NEEDS CANTONA WHEN WEVE GOT BARRY HORNE! (28/06/03)

92. Sam Hughes. aged 5. I have been an Evertonian forever. My Dad is an Evertonian, so is my Granddad and so is my brother, Ben (number 83) I always wear my Everton kit – even to bed and I hate the red poo. I will always support Everton and sing Everton songs at the top of my voice wherever I go. Mum gets cross but Dad lets me do it. (22/06/03)

91. John Warner. Proud to have been an Evertonian all my life. Thick and thin I have been there. I was there when Davie Hickson scored against Man United with blue blood pouring out of his head. I was at Maine road in 1953 semi-final when Davie was butchered by Malcolm Barrass. We so nearly came back that day. Davey is a legend without a doubt.Hard to single out our greats but the holy trinity certainly deserve a place in the hall of fame. Best keeper ever without a shadow of a doubt Big Nev. As an Evertonian I think you meet every emotion it is possible to experience.The highs are astronomical and the lows make you call the Samaritans. ONCE A BLUE ALWAYS A BLUE. (22/06/03)

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