We’re back. We won. Spurs are… there! Where? Not totally sure, exactly, but we won. A football match. Almost like we did a few times right at the beginning of the season, but without the clean sheet and with more purpose. More commitment. More… more… more Son Heung Min. Who really is the heart, the soul and the pace of our team. Our absolute favourite, smiling Korean in the whole wide world.

But there was magic in that victory. It was a monumental day, even though the players were possibly quite unaware of the magnitude of the moment.

Lila’s mum went to White Hart Lane. For the first time since she was pregnant with Lila, 5 years ago. She’s been… busy. And although I’ve been encouraging her to go, “just go with hubby to the footy, the kids’ll be fine for a few hours. Joey knows how to use the microwave… well, he knows how to break it, Lila can make tea, they’ll only open the door to Amazon deliveries, like usual, it’ll be FIIIIIINE”. But some misplaced sense of parentalism kept her away from our brand new stadium. Until yesterday when hubby acquired some super tickets which were too good to refuse. Unfortunately, because we won the match, my daughter has become our instant ‘lucky charm’ and MUST go to every other match, home and away, this season. The kids can sit outside in the car.

We went out for dinner with friends on Saturday night. And our friend’s brother was over from New Jersey, where he lives, with his son of 15. Who, as an official ‘forriner’, had only been to Spurs 6 times, and had NEVER seen them win. But he went to the game yesterday and ‘lived the dream’. Thus won’t slip into Goonerism or, almost as bad, follow the New York Giants. A great relief all round.

I do know some people who aren’t Spurs fans. I don’t talk to them much and try not to mix with them socially, but there are a few in my life. They’re, obviously, just not worth a mention.

So now, I can state without the merest hint of doubt, that Spurs can go on from this massive victory and win the league. We have the best stadium, the best player (not counting Phil Foden or Mo Salah just because they played ONE decent game in their lives) and the most joy of winning yesterday.

WHAT A FUCKING RELIEF!!!!

Happy Monday

A xxxx