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2nd October 2012 | Blog, Never Mind The B*llocks

From Brad to Good

Do you hear that sound? That faint scratching noise in various press rooms across the country? That my fellow Tottenham fans is the sound of journalists struggling to come up with the latest Andre Villas Boas crisis headline. When the full time whistle sounded at Old Trafford, Spurs fans across the country were finally able to send a 23 year old back perching monkey off to a nice home in the country. I love a Gary Lineker stat, but that stat is one that I will be delighted to never hear again. If like me you have watched, MOTD, Goals... Read more »

26th September 2012 | Blog, Never Mind The B*llocks

We’re Probably Definitely Going to Beat United

As a Spurs fan there are supposedly three certainties in life; coming away from a trip to United with no points has long been one of them. The statistics are trotted out every time we head to Old Trafford but they bear repeating again. Since Big Ears poached the winner against the Red Devils in 1989, a total of four points have been picked up there; none coming as a result of wins. Of course, those statistics mask some typically-Spurs turns of fate which have conspired against us and led many to believe our visits to United are cursed. The... Read more »

26th September 2012 | Blog, Never Mind The B*llocks

Drawing a Line

Being from the US I may not have been supporting Spurs for nearly as long as most of you. But in my time being Tottenham, the decline of the vocal, passionate, laissez faire fans who were happy just simply being Tottenham is rather alarming. The noise at the Lane is on a steady downward trajectory for all but the biggest of occasions. In its place are the newer, success hungry, seemingly instant gratification requiring clients have been the order of the day, as evidenced by our first three home games this season. The boo birds have been out in force.... Read more »

24th September 2012 | Blog, Never Mind The B*llocks

Tottenham Till Half Time

The anger and disbelief that swept over me at the end of 45 minutes took me totally by surprise. I had just witnessed mass mediocrity, a gigantic void of intelligence, a cataclysmic lack of faith and the inability of individuals to stand together in moments of difficulty. It had been 45 minutes of pure unadulterated nonsense from those sat in the North Upper. Yes the team was bad, but the few hundred Spurs fans around me had been worse. The man to my right turned up seven minutes into the first half carrying a hotdog, bottle of coke and a... Read more »

24th September 2012 | Blog, Never Mind The B*llocks

Tales from the 1882

The 501 coach from Exeter to Heathrow pulled into its destination at 16:15 on a sunny Thursday afternoon in September, the 13th to precise. I stretched my lanky limbs and began to remove my kneecaps from my eye sockets, where they had been wedged for last 5 hours because the seats on the bus do not really accommodate my frame. A loud beep from a nearby car alerted me to the presence of my Father, and just so I knew it was him and not some other 50 year old, who looks like me, but fatter, older and with a... Read more »

23rd September 2012 | Blog, Never Mind The B*llocks

Our Bovine Public

I was told just recently that it wasn’t a writers job to be liked, but to challenge the way people think. That said, it seems that while the majority of our clubs fan base have spent the best part of the start of the season pointing fingers at one another, passing around ‘the blame’ quicker than Danielle Lloyd through the Spurs dressing room, the real issues have been cast to one side, ignored. We have a new coaching staff, style of play, shuffled squad and attitude about the way we progress; yet expectations aren’t being properly managed. Tottenham Hotspur Football... Read more »

20th September 2012 | Blog, Never Mind The B*llocks

Prose for Days Yonder

Thursday 13 September 2012 will stay with me until dementia erodes away the last pieces of my conscious mind. It is the day that my rebirth as a football fan was complete; It is the day that this game found its way back into my heart. The day many of us will forever remember as the birth of the 1882 movement. To really understand the context of my rebirth as a football fan, we need to go back to a rainy day in July two summers ago. I woke up that day, opening the paper I saw a picture of... Read more »

20th September 2012 | Blog, Never Mind The B*llocks

Time to Get Serious

When Arjen Robben fluffed his penalty deep into extra time at the Allianz Arena, the “nightmare” of the Europa League became a reality. Trips to far flung corners of Europe, a lack of Saturday 3pm kickoffs and perhaps worst of all, ITV4 or Channel 5 commentary. But then something occurred to me: Why don’t we go out and win the bloody thing? Where’s the shame in lifting the Europa League cup? The Europa League is the amalgamation of the Cup Winners Cup and the UEFA cup, which in order to appeal to the masses has taken on a Champions League... Read more »