I was going to tell you today of my day with The Brutalist yesterday (and ‘day’ it is, no ‘shortie’ that movie) but then… events!!! occurred which are simply too overwhelming to ignore or delay. Its all a matter of priorities, as ‘the legend’ told me, and as, (according to him), he’s never wrong, we shall instead discuss ‘the day the world was put right again’. Other than the cricket. Can’t have it all. Some may even comment ‘how has the world been corrected whilst Donald Trump has not yet been sectioned under the mental health act?’ When Ukraine is still being bombed? Whilst there are still hostages in Gaza? Terror attacks in France and Germany? Rachel Reeves in Number 11??

But life is about compartmentalising. And I choose a different compartment for items of such sporting wonderment that their uplifting effect transcends the horrors of ‘the real world’, even if just momentarily. So let’s hold that moment. Shall we? (I’m aiming for ‘really patronising’ with that question. All rhetorical questions are patronising. Aren’t they?)

I can hold it no longer: Spurs were just BRILLIANT yesterday. And with that win made it 3 in a row in the league for the first time since about 1832, if you listen to all the fuss everyone’s making. As if we’re NOT a team who wins 3 in a row all the time. Ok, perspective alert!!!, we played Ipswich. Who are fucking hopeless. They weren’t so hopeless when they beat us a few months ago as we managed to out-useless them on that day. But not yesterday. We let them hold the title. Although there were a few shocks early on. We survived that opening salvo and showed the pure class which comes with being a ‘big team’. Sometimes. Even Ed Sheeran couldn’t hold the tide of attacking quality. Brennan Johnson grabbed a pair, beautifully assisted by the amazingly resurgent Son. Kulusevski, our best player of the season, grabbed a super solo effort and my fave new player of all, Djed Spence, scored his first. Ipswich scored one, but we can handle that.

I’m not the sort of person who would then take pleasure in the fact that Arsenal and Chelsea both lost yesterday. It would almost be inhumane to mention the devastating blow that West Ham caused at the Emirates. Similarly, mentioning that Chelsea losing anywhere, any time, to anyone, can only benefit humanity in general and re-set the feng shui in the entire universe, might be seen as malicious or spiteful. Even though we all fucking hate them anyway.

We’ll all remember this weekend as the one in which Spurs beat Ipswich and Liverpool won the title.

And don’t forget the rugby. England 1 point ahead in the 79th minute after Scotland scored a try. So the 2-point conversion was literally ‘win or lose’ for the Scots. Ok, not saying any kick is ever easy, was pretty wide, but on the kicker’s ’right side’ for a right footer. No pressure then. But, much to the upset of 84,000 English-persons at Twickenham, he missed. England won. The Calcutta Cup returned to its rightful home and thus did the stars align yet further.

So many good things happening I’m seriously waiting for Jesus to return this week. Again.

Happy Sunday

A xxxx