Here's some international sport based community collaboration...
I'm really only posting this though because the chap near the beginning made me chuckle - "Tottnam Spurs" indeed!
God bless America.
Huzzah - We Lost!
I think its fair to say that I've never been so strangely euphoric after seeing Spurs lose. Last night I left the boozer with a spring in my step and a smile on my face, which is odd not only because we lost, but also because Tottenham were, on the whole, woeful.
God bless you Gareth Bale, you have allowed me to walk into work this morning with some shred of my dignity intact - thanks to you I can skillfully sidestep goon based derision regarding the first 15 minutes and instead talk about the last.
However, it must be noted that my fellow yids all gave me a knowing nod and a roll of their eyes as I strolled to my desk, as if to say "what about those Spurs eh? Typical bloody Tottenham!" - yes, it's almost as if nothing can surprise us any more. Being a follower of this grand old club is notorious for its ups and downs, but last night was more unusual than most!
Maybe some of my contentment stems from the psychological effect of seeing us crumble so spectacularly within 15 minutes of a game I have been waiting 30 years for. Fifteen sodding minutes, that is all it took for the game to effectively be over. What an anti-climax! At half time I'd have settled for 4-1, I just wanted one brief moment to cheer. To get 3 of them in such spectacular style was a truly unexpected bonus.
As you might imagine, this blog would have had a noticeably different tone had I written it at 8.30 last night. Let's just revisit that nightmare for a moment...
Rabbits and headlights are 2 words that spring to mind. The players looked over-awed by where they found themselves. No pressing, no movement, no clue. Hutton and Benny looked way out of their depth. Gomes went mental.
Anyway, that's enough of that, let's pick out a few positives: I thought Tommy was pretty good (ok, maybe only in the second half - can't remember) Harry's half time chat must have been rather inspirational. Lots of experience gained, which will hopefully result in us not repeating that 15 minutes again - and Bale. Oh Gareth Francis Bale.
What a game he had, what a hatrick, what a player - such a nice chap too! Let's just all hope that Madrid don't offer us £50m for him next summer. I can see that being the kind of figure that might tempt Levy. Or maybe old Red Nose will try to use his Rooney money to nab yet another star from us... oh now that would make me angry, really very angry indeed. Best not to think about it I suppose.
Today, every journalist in the land wants to talk about us selling Bale - it's all too predictable. "Spurs have good young player == Spurs must sell player", well you can all feck off!
Its quite annoying - let's see how long it takes to upset Harry!
God bless you Gareth Bale, you have allowed me to walk into work this morning with some shred of my dignity intact - thanks to you I can skillfully sidestep goon based derision regarding the first 15 minutes and instead talk about the last.
However, it must be noted that my fellow yids all gave me a knowing nod and a roll of their eyes as I strolled to my desk, as if to say "what about those Spurs eh? Typical bloody Tottenham!" - yes, it's almost as if nothing can surprise us any more. Being a follower of this grand old club is notorious for its ups and downs, but last night was more unusual than most!
Maybe some of my contentment stems from the psychological effect of seeing us crumble so spectacularly within 15 minutes of a game I have been waiting 30 years for. Fifteen sodding minutes, that is all it took for the game to effectively be over. What an anti-climax! At half time I'd have settled for 4-1, I just wanted one brief moment to cheer. To get 3 of them in such spectacular style was a truly unexpected bonus.
As you might imagine, this blog would have had a noticeably different tone had I written it at 8.30 last night. Let's just revisit that nightmare for a moment...
Rabbits and headlights are 2 words that spring to mind. The players looked over-awed by where they found themselves. No pressing, no movement, no clue. Hutton and Benny looked way out of their depth. Gomes went mental.
Anyway, that's enough of that, let's pick out a few positives: I thought Tommy was pretty good (ok, maybe only in the second half - can't remember) Harry's half time chat must have been rather inspirational. Lots of experience gained, which will hopefully result in us not repeating that 15 minutes again - and Bale. Oh Gareth Francis Bale.
What a game he had, what a hatrick, what a player - such a nice chap too! Let's just all hope that Madrid don't offer us £50m for him next summer. I can see that being the kind of figure that might tempt Levy. Or maybe old Red Nose will try to use his Rooney money to nab yet another star from us... oh now that would make me angry, really very angry indeed. Best not to think about it I suppose.
Today, every journalist in the land wants to talk about us selling Bale - it's all too predictable. "Spurs have good young player == Spurs must sell player", well you can all feck off!
Its quite annoying - let's see how long it takes to upset Harry!
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