I WAS fortunate enough to be at Goodison Park last Sunday for what was, for me, a fantastic afternoon – but an afternoon which in many ways summed up our season – good and bad.

The bad was the missed chances.

We have drawn too many games this season because of missed chances – and once again we had terrific chances in the first half.

But once again, as has often been the case, we took strength from adversity – and the contrasts between the two clubs were there for all to see.

Bill Kenwright was sat in the stand looking down on a passionate manager, surrounded by a full house creating a wonderful atmo- sphere, watching a team play with enthusiasm, dyna- mism, athleticism, courage and posit- ivity – despite the fact they couldn’t go up a place and were highly unlikely to drop a place.

Who knows where Roman Abramovich watched the game.

But he will have watched a disillusioned, dispirited and dispassionate manager – hardly surprising considering he knew he was getting the sack – and a listless lethargic, unenthusiastic display from his multi million pound players, in particular Fernando Torres, who cut a pathetic figure.

Not only were Chelsea poor, they were cynical, petty and petulant.

There were two moments in the game which, for me, summed up the difference between the clubs.

Seamus Coleman took a heavy touch and in his usual, enthusiastic, if raw way, launched at the ball. He took it cleanly, possibly making the slightest contact with Jon Obi Mikel (inset).

Ref Peter Walton awarded a free kick and seemed quite happy to get on with the game, until Mikel started thrashing around like a fish out of water and Ashley Cole charged 20 yards and Frank Lampard 30 (probably the quickest he moved all day) to remonstrate.

That convinced the ref to change his mind and Coleman was duly shown a second yellow – at which point Mikel miraculously cured himself.

Moments later Alex, already on a yellow and fortunate not to have conceded a penalty earlier, was adjudged to have brought down Beckford on his way to goal.

The ref awarded a foul, but showed neither the yellow nor the red card the offence merited.

The reaction from the Everton players?

They got on with the game. No-one remonstrated, no-one complained, no-one rushed to the ref. They just got on with the game.

I am proud of that contrast between the petty, classless Chelsea and the dignified Everton.

And they were rewarded when Jermaine Beckford went on to score one of the more remarkable goals of the season.

It was a great way to end the season and it was certainly a great day to be an Evertonian.