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It's Roch. It's Friday day. And we made it to the end of another week. And this is the morning after the night before what?

An evening at Goodison Park, 10 men Everton, teetering, cheated and looking doom. Straight in the eye, but Goodison Park is a stiff-neck place.

And the fans united to lift the players and Alex and Wooby, Alex Bloody and Wooby created a 19-minute moment that will live on for decades.

Goodison Park reacts.

Performance. What a club. What a feeling. When Apple went in, I ran up to the television.

Almost pressed my face against it and just screamed. Yeah, just as deep. Yeah, this is crazy primal scream.

Primal scream that I knew in that second was being bellowed by thousands of fellow Everton fans around the world.

And then I turned around and saw my son and he won't thank me for telling you this.

But I think it's important. My son sitting on the couch sobbing. Just relief rolling off him in waves.

And in that moment I ran to hug him to share his joy and also was hit by about a million times.

But the question of why have I done this to him? My own flesh and blood.

And the answer was this, the emotions we just lived through together, hope, dashed hope, disbelief and anger, all turned in an instant to heavenly human wonder as DCL fed a speeding awaybie to roll at ball home.

It was my son's head later. After we'd watched it for about the 15,000 time together, he just turned to him and he said,

DCL never makes that pass. Woob's never continues his run like that.

We Everton fans are not meant to be able to experience this kind of joy.

We never doubted your woob's.

This kind of emotional journey is why we watch football. For the crescendos to end up on your couch and grow in human being, covered in beer and sweat and up-chark in your kids sobbing while releasing all of his repressed fury, disappointment and fear.

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