Anybody thinking our position in the league has got anything to do with Avram Grant simply needs to think about the implications of last night's result at Eastlands.
Everton have been crap all season, so crap that they have hovered just above the drop within touching distance of even ourselves. Unreal City, meanwhile, were on a roll. Victory last night would have taken them top of the table. Seven days ago the result was a banker. Then enter Mr Tevez!
Our saviour in the Great Escape promptly slapped in a transfer request and destroyed any semblance of team spirit and togetherness at the Manchester Whore House. Inside six minutes of last night's game, Everton were ahead and before you knew it, Baines had fired in another. Game as good as over!
And the significance to ourselves? Well what a perfect warm up for Everton ahead of playing West Ham! Talk about Sod's Law. They are a bogey team anyway and regard a trip to the Boleyn as a annual present of three points; now they will arrive with confidence restored, Tesco Value Toffees turned into Quality Street just in time for our game!
And not content with that, Fate smiled down wickedly as Anichebe was shown his second yellow, guaranteeing a start at Upton Park for one of three players: summer targets Yakubu or Beckford; or Luis Saha, who scores against us for fun!
So, that's another home defeat guaranteed - and there is nothing Grant can do about it! The involvement of Tevez in the restoration of Everton's confidence in time for this game is not chance my friends. This is the revenge of the gods!