Tottenham Hotspur FC

Another missed opportunity to beat wenger’s lot in the league.
When eboo boy was sent off I smelt blood but we just couldn’t get it done. Keano looked lively as ever and Palacios was superb in the middle of the park, even at 11 versus 11 we had the edge.

Nobody was surprised when wenger claimed, “I didn’t see it” when quizzed on eboo boy’s sending off. Come on arsene, it was right in front of the dug out. If you can see the disallowed goal incident from your Ferrari seat on the touchline why can’t you see what’s going on righ in front of your eyes?

At least we killed off any lingering hopes the scummers had of mounting a title challenge. If Modric could have converted that last minute chance it would have been a happier day.

I was going to post highlights of the game for those who have trouble sleeping but here’s  Eboue being booed off by his own fans instead.

Enjoy, I know I did.

‘Arry’s back at the Boleyn Ground this weekend ad he can expect a decent reception, sort of. Later in the season this game could be significant so we need a result.

Hopefuly it will be like the game a couple of years ago which has to be one of the most entertaining in Prem history. Here’s a reminder of how we broke their hearts.

Not strictly anything to do with us but apparently the small club in Fulham aren’t going to throw money at all their problems anymore. We’ll see in January but if that realy is the case look forward to plenty more days like this.

With the a*senal game coming up here's a reminder of what happened the last time we played them. You might not recognise half the players and may barely remember the manager but you all know the result.

For irons fans going into the game it couldn’t be worse. Feeder club were clinging onto Premier League survival, had appointed an unpopular manager 3 months previously, were being investigated over the transfers of Mascherano and Tevez while Roy Carroll and Matty Etherington sought counselling for gambling addiction.

As a Spurs fan life couldn’t get any better. The world and his wife realised just how good Berba was, after a slow start we were climbing the table and we were playing exciting football.

One of the best things about the match was the quality of the goals. Noble’s opener was well worked, Tevez’s free kick, his 1st Premier League goal, was class. Our second goal was one of the goals of the season and Dimi’s equaliser showed what a big player he is.

Even though the topsy turvy nature of the game was classic THFC the outcome wasn't. Anyone who has followed us knows we usually end up on the wrong side of these results. On that day we were the heroes. The drama was so good they released a DVD of the game.

COYS.

North London natives since 1882, 1919 still not forgiven, Bill Nicholson – best ever, push and run, Greavsie, Gilzean, year ends in one. First British team to lift European trophy, first double winners. Hoddle, Waddle, Chas and Dave, cups, Ossie’s dream, “Is Gasgoine gonna have a crack? He is you know.” Klinsman’s dive, entertainers, decline, love a moan, false dawns, now’s our time, maybe next year, sell best players or walk for free. The Tottenham way.