Spurs can win the league this year. That’s a fact. Statistically distinct probability. You can work it out yourself. All you need is a calculator, an iphone, three pieces of green paper, an empty Fairy Liquid bottle and a lifetime’s unyielding devotion to Tottenham and some drugs which increase optimism beyond any logical limits.
That and the priviledge to witness Spurs match today against the very overrated Manchester Bleedin’ United. Who cheated their way to a draw with a penalty awarded by the ref, a Mr Ferguson, and a goal gifted to them by the otherwise superb Kyle Walker.
But my word it was early.
I had to play tennis at the crack of 9.30 so as to have time to shower and change before heading off to the Lane with the Legend.
The Man United fans make a big fuss about ‘coming all’t way t’t Luunduun’ for the 12 o’clock kick off but they’re not big on things like showers up there so that’s time saved. I heard some whingeing Manc saying how he’d been up since 5.30am, blah, blah, whinge whine. Well no-one asked him to come. No-one wanted him down here. So no point moaning now. Whereas me and the Legend had to sit in a warm car for almost 35 minutes to arrive at the game fresh as daisies. And smelling lovely and clean and southern.
Anyway, enough personal hygeine.
Spurs were great today. Outplayed the Mancs considerably and worked hard. Ok, we gave them two silly goals and should have been 3-0 up by half time but the world is not a perfect place. If it was Arsenal would be in the Scottish second division, Real Madrid wouldn’t exist at all and Gareth Bale would still be at Spurs and English as well.
Dembele was fab, Paulinho great, Sandro scored a wonderful goal and little Aaron Lennon was back to his pesky self. Which apparently gives defensive thugs carte blanche to hack him to the ground at every opportunity. The same ref who gave the Mancs their penalty with neither thought nor delay, was certainly mean with yellow cards which may have protected our ‘stars’ from physical abuse from the cynical ‘champions’.
Sadly the result is a gift for Arsenal who now have 10 points on Spurs. Just where we want them. Complacent and arrogant. And we’ve jumped from 9th in the table to er… 9th. A brilliant days’ work.
Chelsea currently losing to Southampton. More good news for Arsenal. Particularly with Liverpool losing at Hull.
Well, it was lovely to be down the Lane today with the faithful. A religious experience. True devotion.
God help us.
Happy sunday
A xxxx
bock it??? Me??? If I hadn’t been there giving my invaluable advice (YOU’RE A C************T REFEREEEEEEE!!!!!) I hate to imagine what the score might have been.
And I would never bet against my boys. Well, only if they were definitely going to lose, if I thought I could make a quid or two or if I wanted to.
I also suffered getting up early (a leisurely 9.00am) this morning to go to The Game.
You may thank me for our best performance of the season as I had bets on United winning 5-0 at 275/1 and 5-1 at 150/1 as insurance.
Chelsea ended up winning 3-1. Typical Chelscum. Next time don’t bock it!!!
Bloody pseudo–Yanks think they have the sole rights to pre-dawn suffering.
YA SHOULDN’T HAVE MOVED THERE IF YA DIDN’T WANNA MISS THE FOOTY, SHOULD’JA????
And who walks on a beach in November without risking frostbite? Careful the sharks don’t eat yer dogs.
Nice post Andy. But stop complaining about having to get up early!! Some of us had to get up at 3.45am in California!!! Now that’s true devotion or crass stupidity or both!! Still, some things are worth paying the price for. Off to the beach for a walk with the dogs in 70 degree weather!! Stay warm!! Ingram