For everyone’s sake, let’s hope Everton takeover deal is more than a distraction | Jamie Fahey
Change is needed, but with hope comes expectation, and that’s a perilous thing at Goodison, including for my agitated mother
It’s not joy. It’s Everton. Joy has not got a look-in since Carlo Ancelotti gave up his £12m-a-year Goodison gig for the soothing tranquility of the Bernabéu. It’s not relief either. Because, just like the Premier League offering a valid explanation for its brazen points-deduction shenanigans last season, it simply hasn’t happened yet. This latest takeover twist feels more like a distraction.
Forgive me for not yet lobbying Liverpool city council to allow Dan Friedkin to build a landing strip in Stanley Park for his vintage military aircraft in honour of the US tycoon handing Alisher Usmanov’s bezzy mate, Farhad Moshiri, a fleet of Toyota Tundras stuffed with US dollars to finally walk away from the club he so nearly broke.
