Everton 0 - Spurs 1
Alas, no trip to Goodison for me. Instead it was my sofa, tea and a DAB digital radio with coverage courtesy of BBC London Live. I didn’t have to be at the game to feel the tension. My imagination was far, far worse.
I had plenty to do with a busy Easter programme myself but I’d have let the side down if I hadn’t lent my support; if only by ear and from the comfort/terror of my own home. You know how it is. You sit their picturing the team, the formation, the players you know so well, waiting for the commentator to get more and more high pitched until all you can hear are the cheers of the crowd and if you’re lucky, it’s your half of the crowd.
When the commentator tells you that Lee is bringing the ball up the left, you know the exact weight of movement, the degree of comfort he shows on the ball. You’re told he’s taking it to the bi-line and you know that he’s square on at the edge of the penalty box facing a defender who’s well on the back foot. And you know that when the radio talks of his ‘trickery’ he’d doing that double step over, where he finally dinks the ball with what must be the edge of the corner of the booted nail of the little toe on his left foot. You also happen to know, even before the BBC do, that he’ll cross the ball and no one will get to it. Lee’s a good player and the best left back we’ve had for a while but a great crosser he ain’t.
As it goes I was very happy listening to the game. We sounded like we were all over them. Liquid football. The goal made me happy, the later chances made me happy. I was even happier when Danny Murphy was brought on for a nice attacking Tottenham line up. It’s about time he got a decent chance. In fact, I was happy all round until Martin Jol took Lennon off for Davenport and we had to spend the last 10 minutes plus 4 of stoppage time attempting to soak up the pressure that we brought on ourselves.
Why do it? It just invites trouble and then if you concede, you’ve taken off the players who give you a better chance of getting goal back. How many times have we conceded late goals like this? We had them on the ropes, why let them in?
Thankfully, we made it through but not without a lot of entertainment for my Gooner flat mate. Yes, my friends, you heard right, the Bagel lives with an Arse fan. Keep your friends close…
So, yes, he had a great laugh watching my face contort and my body sweat every time they had a corner or a throw in and every time Big Dunc got his big mug anywhere near the ball; big twat that he is. What a ridiculous player. No wonder Everton didn’t get anywhere in Europe. How can any club expect even mild Champions League success when they field a player like meat packer Ferguson?
Anyway, three points it is/was. All for us with many more to come lets hope. Monday should be a hum dinger against United. No Ledley, let’s hope he’s not gone too long but on the plus side…
http://www.tottenhamhotspur-mad.co.uk/news/loadnews.asp?cid=TMNW&id=278075
Please God, let it be true. It’s time to cut the Bunji cord.
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