It's like I said earlier, pundits and journos can't handle us challenging their preconceived notions about Spurs...they are still trying to apply them but it just looks like they're trying to force square pegs into round holes and it just doesn't ring true any more.
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It's like I said earlier, pundits and journos can't handle us challenging their preconceived notions about Spurs...they are still trying to apply them but it just looks like they're trying to force square pegs into round holes and it just doesn't ring true any more.
Cant argue with that.....we have really gotten used to it.
Watched the game again (most of it) without the stress and actually listened to some of the commentators views.
Dont know who the scouser was, but he was praising Spurs a bit, although he was more slating Real in reality.
The other bloke started banging on about our amazing depth...."almost a first teamer for every position on the bench"......
Err sorry what? I thought we had no depth and was The Harry Kane Team last week
Ah shit. Missed an open goal.
The scouser was ex-Real Madrid Steve McManaman. He rarely praises us.
Newsflash: Comments on an open forum are entirely open for debate. Suck it up.
....Oh and there most certainly is right and wrong. Ridiculous statement, though i guess thats just what your mum intermittently tells you just to make you feel better around the grown ups; bless you, you delicate flower!
I meant to post this yesterday, but didn’t have time. From The Times.
Rampant Tottenham Hotspur discover taste for glory against Real Madrid
Tottenham Hotspur 3 Real Madrid 1
“The game is about glory, as Danny Blanchflower famously observed in establishing Tottenham Hotspur’s ethos, and this game was all about glory. This game was all about Spurs playing daring, winning football, totally outclassing the champions of Europe and inflicting Real Madrid’s first group-stage loss in five years. Glory be.
So much for the “group of death”. Spurs qualify for the knockout stage with two games to spare from a section including the holders and Borussia Dortmund, giving Mauricio Pochettino the chance to rest players. So much for the Wembley hoodoo. Spurs looked so at home here, their fans creating a pulsating atmosphere, and every one of Pochettino’s players rising to a very special occasion.
Dele Alli took the headlines and should have taken the match ball. His movement was of the highest class, not only bringing his two goals, but generating other chances and driving Real to distraction. He knows this is his stage, and was the one Spurs player to receive an affectionate pat on the shoulder from Cristiano Ronaldo before kick-off.
Kieran Trippier, a high-speed, pristine piston on the right, did to Marcelo what the Brazilian full back usually does to others. Harry Winks saw Luka Modric nearby and rather than shrink, the England midfielder simply grew in stature. Harry Kane led the line with power and intelligence. Alli and Trippier, Winks and Kane will all be in the England squad to face Germany and Brazil that Gareth Southgate, looking on admiringly here, announces at 2pm at Wembley today. They might have found Real’s defence by then.
So much for the Carabao Cup; Pochettino was criticised for throwing it away in the defeat of a depleted team by West Ham United here, but his focus is more elevated, sacrificing an energy-drink bauble to preserve the team’s energy. And so much for the insinuation inherent in the “Harry Kane team”; Kane still excelled, and his movement ran Real ragged, but he didn’t score and didn’t need to because of the quality around him. Alli struck twice and Christian Eriksen once. Eriksen raced 80 yards to take the pass and score; the dashing Dane has rarely played better for Spurs.
So much for the idea of a thin squad compared with wealthier rivals; Spurs can rarely have had a stronger bench, comprising accomplished outfield options such as Danny Rose, Son Hueng-min, Moussa Sissoko, Fernando Llorente, Mousa Dembélé and Serge Aurier. It is the quality of Spurs’ reserves, as well as their starting XI, that underlines why they are a force, and here to stay.
Toby Alderweireld pulled a hamstring, Sissoko came on and worked tirelessly in midfield while Eric Dier slotted back into the three-man defence effortlessly.
Dier, that symbol of versatility, was immense at centre back, surely ending the argument about his best position, and such was his cool, elegant contribution to keeping Real at bay that he should have been wearing a tuxedo. The only time he looked annoyed was when Ronaldo’s late shot diverted in off him and that simply underlined Dier’s hunger for a clean sheet.
Spurs fans walking into work today will have a spring in their step, especially when remembering Woolwich are in the Europa League tonight. Spurs are on the up, given shape and belief by Pochettino. No wonder the trains and Tubes were heaving. No wonder the touts lurked in numbers outside the stations.
This was the hottest ticket in town, one of the great Spurs nights under the floodlights, better than “taxi for Maicon” at the Lane in 2010. This was “Uber for Nacho and Marcelo, Casemiro and Isco”. Really only Modric, Achraf Hakimi and Ronaldo could evade criticism.
Spurs were on the front foot from the first whistle. Trippier drove a ball across that was crying out for Alli to gamble and launch himself into the six-yard box. Alli learnt; he stored up the memory, the lesson, for later, to such rich reward after 27 minutes. Kane hunted down Nacho, whose slightly lackadaisical approach was soon punished. Kane won a throw-in, and they swiftly built towards their opening goal.
Winks, slightly left of centre, head up, searching for options, spotted Trippier overlapping down the right, again getting behind Marcelo.
Trippier was offside, not fractionally, not the “body parts” that officials talk about, but a good foot offside. It went unnoticed by the assistant referee, a terrible decision, and another reminder of Uefa’s naivety in not embracing technology. As the Luddites were embarrassed, Trippier was powering the ball across first time, and Alli’s stealthy run was rewarded. Assisted by Nacho’s sluggishness, Alli slid in and steered the low ball home.
Wembley shook with emotion. This was what Spurs fans craved when they took up temporary residency here, what they dreamt of when they disgorged from Wembley Park and marched up Wembley Way. For all the talk of their need for a trophy, here they were leading the 12-times winners of the European Cup. Silverware will come.
Real, inevitably, remembered who they were, and responded. Briefly. Ronaldo had a low shot saved by Hugo Lloris. A sign of Spurs’ threat came again when Zinédine Zidane allowed a ball to run through his legs to prevent Alli taking a quick throw-in. Trippier, embodying the mood of adventure, wriggled between Marcelo and Isco. Spurs were fearless, relentless.
The second half brought more joy, more ruffling of Spanish feathers. Alli made it 2-0 after 56 minutes, racing down the middle, making light of Casemiro’s presence, and then unleashing a shot which caught Ramos and deflected past Kiko Casilla. Wembley is not built for sound, with the raked terraces being too shallow, but it really shook last night. Tottenham fans increased the decibel level, crowing with delight when Sergio Ramos’s effort crashed into Ronaldo, and then being engulfed with euphoria after 65 minutes following a lightning counter spiced with refined technique and team-work. Alli made the break, releasing Kane down the inside-right channel, and his pass across was controlled by Eriksen, who then directed the ball across and over the diving Casilla. The sound at Wembley now was “ole, ole”.
Alli then wasted a glorious chance to lay claim to the match-ball, heading Trippier’s cross wide. Ronaldo’s shot diverted in off Dier with ten minutes remaining. But Spurs stayed calm. Five minutes from time, Alli showed his cunning, winning an easy foul off Ramos, running down the clock, and making Spurs truly feel that, gloriously, this is their time.”
Rampant Tottenham Hotspur discover taste for glory against Real Madrid
Tottenham Hotspur 3 Real Madrid 1
“The game is about glory, as Danny Blanchflower famously observed in establishing Tottenham Hotspur’s ethos, and this game was all about glory. This game was all about Spurs playing daring, winning football, totally outclassing the champions of Europe and inflicting Real Madrid’s first group-stage loss in five years. Glory be.
So much for the “group of death”. Spurs qualify for the knockout stage with two games to spare from a section including the holders and Borussia Dortmund, giving Mauricio Pochettino the chance to rest players. So much for the Wembley hoodoo. Spurs looked so at home here, their fans creating a pulsating atmosphere, and every one of Pochettino’s players rising to a very special occasion.
Dele Alli took the headlines and should have taken the match ball. His movement was of the highest class, not only bringing his two goals, but generating other chances and driving Real to distraction. He knows this is his stage, and was the one Spurs player to receive an affectionate pat on the shoulder from Cristiano Ronaldo before kick-off.
Kieran Trippier, a high-speed, pristine piston on the right, did to Marcelo what the Brazilian full back usually does to others. Harry Winks saw Luka Modric nearby and rather than shrink, the England midfielder simply grew in stature. Harry Kane led the line with power and intelligence. Alli and Trippier, Winks and Kane will all be in the England squad to face Germany and Brazil that Gareth Southgate, looking on admiringly here, announces at 2pm at Wembley today. They might have found Real’s defence by then.
So much for the Carabao Cup; Pochettino was criticised for throwing it away in the defeat of a depleted team by West Ham United here, but his focus is more elevated, sacrificing an energy-drink bauble to preserve the team’s energy. And so much for the insinuation inherent in the “Harry Kane team”; Kane still excelled, and his movement ran Real ragged, but he didn’t score and didn’t need to because of the quality around him. Alli struck twice and Christian Eriksen once. Eriksen raced 80 yards to take the pass and score; the dashing Dane has rarely played better for Spurs.
So much for the idea of a thin squad compared with wealthier rivals; Spurs can rarely have had a stronger bench, comprising accomplished outfield options such as Danny Rose, Son Hueng-min, Moussa Sissoko, Fernando Llorente, Mousa Dembélé and Serge Aurier. It is the quality of Spurs’ reserves, as well as their starting XI, that underlines why they are a force, and here to stay.
Toby Alderweireld pulled a hamstring, Sissoko came on and worked tirelessly in midfield while Eric Dier slotted back into the three-man defence effortlessly.
Dier, that symbol of versatility, was immense at centre back, surely ending the argument about his best position, and such was his cool, elegant contribution to keeping Real at bay that he should have been wearing a tuxedo. The only time he looked annoyed was when Ronaldo’s late shot diverted in off him and that simply underlined Dier’s hunger for a clean sheet.
Spurs fans walking into work today will have a spring in their step, especially when remembering Woolwich are in the Europa League tonight. Spurs are on the up, given shape and belief by Pochettino. No wonder the trains and Tubes were heaving. No wonder the touts lurked in numbers outside the stations.
This was the hottest ticket in town, one of the great Spurs nights under the floodlights, better than “taxi for Maicon” at the Lane in 2010. This was “Uber for Nacho and Marcelo, Casemiro and Isco”. Really only Modric, Achraf Hakimi and Ronaldo could evade criticism.
Spurs were on the front foot from the first whistle. Trippier drove a ball across that was crying out for Alli to gamble and launch himself into the six-yard box. Alli learnt; he stored up the memory, the lesson, for later, to such rich reward after 27 minutes. Kane hunted down Nacho, whose slightly lackadaisical approach was soon punished. Kane won a throw-in, and they swiftly built towards their opening goal.
Winks, slightly left of centre, head up, searching for options, spotted Trippier overlapping down the right, again getting behind Marcelo.
Trippier was offside, not fractionally, not the “body parts” that officials talk about, but a good foot offside. It went unnoticed by the assistant referee, a terrible decision, and another reminder of Uefa’s naivety in not embracing technology. As the Luddites were embarrassed, Trippier was powering the ball across first time, and Alli’s stealthy run was rewarded. Assisted by Nacho’s sluggishness, Alli slid in and steered the low ball home.
Wembley shook with emotion. This was what Spurs fans craved when they took up temporary residency here, what they dreamt of when they disgorged from Wembley Park and marched up Wembley Way. For all the talk of their need for a trophy, here they were leading the 12-times winners of the European Cup. Silverware will come.
Real, inevitably, remembered who they were, and responded. Briefly. Ronaldo had a low shot saved by Hugo Lloris. A sign of Spurs’ threat came again when Zinédine Zidane allowed a ball to run through his legs to prevent Alli taking a quick throw-in. Trippier, embodying the mood of adventure, wriggled between Marcelo and Isco. Spurs were fearless, relentless.
The second half brought more joy, more ruffling of Spanish feathers. Alli made it 2-0 after 56 minutes, racing down the middle, making light of Casemiro’s presence, and then unleashing a shot which caught Ramos and deflected past Kiko Casilla. Wembley is not built for sound, with the raked terraces being too shallow, but it really shook last night. Tottenham fans increased the decibel level, crowing with delight when Sergio Ramos’s effort crashed into Ronaldo, and then being engulfed with euphoria after 65 minutes following a lightning counter spiced with refined technique and team-work. Alli made the break, releasing Kane down the inside-right channel, and his pass across was controlled by Eriksen, who then directed the ball across and over the diving Casilla. The sound at Wembley now was “ole, ole”.
Alli then wasted a glorious chance to lay claim to the match-ball, heading Trippier’s cross wide. Ronaldo’s shot diverted in off Dier with ten minutes remaining. But Spurs stayed calm. Five minutes from time, Alli showed his cunning, winning an easy foul off Ramos, running down the clock, and making Spurs truly feel that, gloriously, this is their time.”
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1961/2. We won the cup winners cup in ‘63. Sorry to be pedantic.
No you’re not but hey it was In March 1962
Ok?
I thought the rule on this forum was to never spell his last name with respect. McManamanaman is perfectly acceptable, as is McManawoman.
Don't worry, there's always Matt Dickinson today to bring us down to earth:
There is an argument that he [Poch] has to win something to deserve the praise coming his way, and that talk of Real or United is ludicrous until he has done so. But to win the Premier League or Champions League is likely to prove beyond Spurs and, personally, I doubt those boards would need to see him win a domestic cup to be convinced of his qualities.
Ugh... him referring to Ronaldo as “Ronnie” made me nearly vomit
Yeah, so it was the 1961/2 season no?
For the record I'm not that bothered I just don't like the word being used flippantly especially when the man in charge is of that Country.
I didn’t know that rule, but I had to google it so I can understand where it came from. I’ll try to up my game.
He goes with the flow - they all do eventually.