My lad went to Aberdeen today to watch Hibs. They won too so he made the right decision not to travel down from Edinburgh to watch us this afternoon.

Only the heavy rain is keeping me inside this ground.

Some of our fans are shite. Moaning and groaning every time Beto touches it. It’s almost like they are willing him to fail so they can moan. Scapegoating drives me crackers.

Borderline big coat weather for the match today.

There are 5 planes flying to Ireland from John Lennon later. I bet the banter will be toe curling as both sets of supporters fly home.

Beto is the most fouled player to never get a free kick. Apparently it’s ok for defenders to bear hug him.

Pickford signing a new contract is a welcome piece of business.

I know Pierce Brosnan was born in Ireland but his Irish accent in Mobland is staggeringly bad.

I found the building your mum works in.

Martin Luther King’s childhood home and where he is buried in Atlanta Georgia.

Missed our connecting flight. Stuck overnight in downtown Atlanta. It’s sketchy as fuckrees but the call of lager is strong so we’ve ventured out.

The cowboy hat I’ve been wearing on holiday has got this written inside.

Voodoo is a must when in Orlando

I may soil myself at this place. I don’t do horror films.

Family Guy

Duuuvalll! Get fucked Mahomes. What a win for us.

The Chiefs have already had two questionable decisions go in their favour.

San Francisco is an incredible place.

Woke up to see we turned that around. I’m absolutely made up. Still hungover.

I see we're writing the youngsters who are adapting to the new league and country off again. Even though Moyes specifically stated this week how wrong that was, and that history teaches us not to do that. There isn't a fanbase in world football who eat their own young as quickly as Evertonians.

I woke up with a hangover here at 6am to watch that. It’s now 6.40am and I’m back in bed. Still hungover.

The barman in the Black Cat in San Francisco is an American Evertonian. He said I’m the first Scouser he’s ever met.

What’s the weather like back in Liverpool? I’ve heard it’s been a bit windy. California is warm and sunny. Soz about that.

I’ve packed a few of these in my time.

Some game that. I was hoping the Rams would win it.

Awolnation. Nope I’ve never heard of them either.

The SoFi Stadium is incredible. It seems like there are more 49ers fans than home fans.

I’m still reeling from paying 60 dollars last night for 3 cans of lager at Dodgers Stadium.

With my movie star good looks it was only a matter of time before I got to Hollywood.

The LA Dodgers v Cincinnati Reds. The Blues beat the Reds.

Dodgers Stadium. LA Dodgers v Cincinnati Reds.

Vegas has been heavy.

Vegas has fucked me.

Bucket list moment at the Grand Canyon.

$200 win is better than a kick up the hoop.

Apart from Samuel Adams, American beer is absolutely shabite. Coors, Miller and Bud Lite are worse than ferrets piss. Even the jarg Latin American ones are grim.

Just asked the most MAGA looking man if he knew the result of the Ryder Cup.

The Dallas Cowboys cheerleaders. Thunderstruck.

I can confirm that I’m rubbish at golf no matter where I am.

Texas A&M v Auburn. I’ve never seen so many attractive women at a sporting event. God bless Texas.

What’s the weather like back in Blighty?

A Dodge Ram and a cowboy hat is essential in Texas. This isn’t the first time I’ve been called a Texan.

God is great.

Praise be to Yeshua.

McNeil doesn’t look remotely interested. I can see him being sold if he doesn’t get his act together.

A series I’ve never seen one episode of. Brassic.

Christ.

The ref only added three minutes because the fuss that was made over Tarkowski’s equaliser last season being over the added time.

I’m about to go into hiding for the next two and a half hours. Fuck this shit.