David Moyes had said it was like Christmas, this early-August breeze of top-level Euro football. It was better than Christmas - because Christmas comes with effortless predictability every year; we've been waiting twenty years for this game. The singing was far better than at Christmas too, and the colour was better - nothing more pleasing than being lost in a sea of Goodison blue. Only the score felt unseasonal - there are no gifts in the Champions League. As some sage on www.sportnetwork.net has just said, "You must first walk in the valley if you are to understand the mountain."