Tottenham Roll With the Punches
Tuesday, 03 November 09, 08:42 AM · Comments(12)
A lot of understandably miffed punters doing the rounds this weekend; message boards, phone-ins and blogospheres crammed to the skylights with Spurs fans giving their two cents on what was ultimately a dismal fist at beating our insufferable neighbours. Some, while still dousing their grazes in TCP, willing enough to put the result into context and move forward; others more likely to dance the fandango of doom, goat’s blood smeared across their forehead, wailing until Harry Redknapp’s hide is sent packing back to Sandbanks.
‘Geeeerdimmoudahereee!’
Crumbs on a thumb.
Having a moan is fine. I’m all for it. It helps us make sense of the chaos when all we want to do is throw the dog through the French windows. If you can’t shout at your own team, who can you shout at? The wife? That never goes down well in a court of law and you can’t take it out on the neighbours for the fear of a run-in with council. In the veritable pantomime of a North London Derby, as many heroes that will emerge, there will always be plenty of villains. Hell, there was a whole cast of them fannying about Saturday lunchtime; the usual suspects of part-time talent showing us their infuriatingly average modes.
Despite being in good form recently, Huddlestone and Jenas failed to impose themselves on the game as we’d hope, lumbering most of the workload on poor old Wilson Palacios. I said in the pre-match hustle that the Honduran would require broad shoulders going into this one; what I didn’t envisage was those around him filling up their backpacks with rocks and asking him to carry the entire load for ninety minutes: ‘You okay with that Wilson? I’m just going to hit the beach.’
Elsewhere, Ledley King was left worryingly exposed. Sometimes his mobility was so restricted it resembled that of a ferry backing out of the Dover docks; honking his horn like a maniac, smashing into barges, getting tangled in the numerous fishing nets littering the pitch. Or his own shoelaces. Not a good shift at the yard.
Evidently, plenty to grumble about, nothing more so than the catalogue of errors which gifted Arsenal their goals. All of them preventable, all them not without varying degrees of calamity attached to them. The second mêlée inspired the image of a Sims character vomiting against porcelain which found its way on here Saturday lunchtime. Sometimes words just aren’t enough.
Having said that, it probably isn’t wise to let the seeds of gloom sew themselves just yet. The brigade of doomsayers admiring the reflection in their hatchets certainly wont help matters, either. Sure, go nuts at the players for their lack of commitment, disparage Harry for his non-existent tactics when things went tits up, but let's not permit this one result to ruin our season by saddling the darkness into the weekend. Negativity breeds like wildfire as a club who’s had its fair share of problems should know. Granted, the game’s raised issues about our standings in the scheme of things and, perhaps, the apparent gulf between us and The Woolwich branch. But, I think most of us were aware of that anyway. As much as Brian Clough hinted to the contrary, Rome will not be built in a day. And neither will a team hoping to challenge at the very summit of English football.
And, at the same time, one defeat wont prevent us getting there either.
So enough ‘Harry Out!’ claptrap and more focus on getting this wagon back on track.
There’s gold in them there hills.
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WhoFramedRuelFox
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12 Comments · Add yours
This is great. Onwards and Upwards I say!
From an objective point of view losing away to a top team isn't so shocking, perhaps a point squandered. The home loss to Stoke was three points squandered and much worse. It was the manner of the loss rather than the loss itself that's disappointing.
I think we have to play Keane and JD and return to what was working. I don't mind 3MP but if the others are just going to lump it at his melon, then he shouldn't play.
It's a shame, and a bit unfair. PSB hasn't covered himself with glory (his quad-trick aside) and Crouch actually did what he could against the scum. Unfortunately, what he could do was win a header and knock it down to.......no one in white, since the midfield was 30 yards back in our half.
Crouchy has to be an impact sub, I fear. Lumping it to the tall guy when we're chasing a game is a valid tactic but I don't think it will bring success against the better sides.
Our course, playing Pavlova and JD would be a solid pairing, but clearly that is just the likker talking!
Arry out! King out! JD out! Palcios out! Marmite out! (note to self - add to list for Tesco trip). If you can't get yourself in gear for the game against the scum, then you shouldn't be allowed to wear the lilywhite!
Of course the larger pictorialists out there will say it's a marathon not a snickers, so be upset with all defeats/dropped points/poor performances and not just with this one.
Reply to SeattleSpursGuy:
Lumping it to his melon actually would actually work really well. It's lumping it to 6 foot either side of his melon that seems to be the problem.
Reply to Trembly:
A valid point; fairly made
I still can't get over the cunning tactical plan of hoofing it to Big Pete, all alone in Lilywhite but surrounded by red-clad tarts--he looked a bit like an albino celery stalk in a Bloody Mary. Pete nods it down but promptly gives it up because he had no support. Infuriating, and we did it over and over.
Reply to SeattleSpursGuy:
LINK As cunning a plan I've never seen. Perhaps if he put a small painted wooder duck on his head, the aim would've been better?
Great post Fox!
Jenas on the left was puzzling to be honest. I would have preferred to slot Kranjcar in that position... at least this would have infused some creativity into the squad; something we were desperately lacking.
COYS!!!
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Reply to SeattleSpursGuy:
Hey, SSG.
In progress as we speak. Apparently there's some talks going on between OleOle and Newsnow to get us all back on their books. Not sure how it's all going but if it doesn't work out, the .com mofo will most certainly be on.
Traffic is sloooow since the break up.
Reply to WhoFramedRuelFox:
You could have tried to stay together for the little ones.
Azza, Luka, JD, etc.
In my opinion THudd and Jenas didn't fail to impose themselves - I think there was distinct gameplan, set out by the powers that be, to not get forward and leave the midfield packed. I've never seen Jenas check his runs like that. I can only work on the assumption he was acting under orders.
I honestly believe we turned up at the hemerroids looking for a point.
Which is effectively suicide against that mob.
****s.