If you’d have come out with this predicted scoreline at half time you’d have been thrown in an asylum somewhere.
It was an abhorrent first half, accompanied by a myriad of exotic moans from the Gwladys. The main source of excitement was counting how many planes flew over Goodison, at least that’s what me and my mate started doing.
Dire.
So, if you’d have said that Everton would come out barnstorming, Enner Valencia would come on and inspire Koeman’s Blues to a 3-0 stomping of his old club, Tom Davies would outshine prime Frank Lampard and Ross Barkley would, finally, run the show… I’d have probably believed you actually. Everton, that’d be.
So, Enner Valencia came on and had the game of his life scoring a well taken, if scrappy, goal while Tom Davies launched passes and Cruyff turned his way past Southampton’s shell-shocked midfield and Ross Barkley finally realised he’s decent at togger.
Decent.
All seriousness, I’m delighted for Enner. He deserved a goal and hopefully now it can kick-start the rest of his time at the club. And if he plays like that, he may find himself a permanent part of the setup at Finch Farm, who knows.
Ratings. And it’s positive.
