Here, in the darkest Potteries the native Troglodytes Brittanias
were introduced to football. Spurs really got their season up and running with another four nil thumping of the Stoke thugs at their own dump. read the rest of this rubbish
Category: Football
Toxic ramblings about football, Tottenham Hotspur and England.
Meet the new clown, same as the old
clown. I see the FA have a new man in charge, Greg Clarke, and in a pleasant keeping with tradition they're replaced on berk with another. read the rest of this rubbish
It really was just like deja vu all
over again. One kick in the dying seconds couldn’t hide the fact that the same team that struggled at the Euros, struggled exactly the same way in Sam Allardyce’s first game as England manager. I had originally thought that Adam Lallana’s last ditch goal had moved Allardyce from being the new Hodgson to him being […] read the rest of this rubbish
Transfer deluded
day. So yet another mega spending transfer deadline day has passed, did Santa bring your club what you wanted? read the rest of this rubbish
Well, a point, is a point
but that's all. Spurs' third league outing of the season turned into an exercise in “taking the positives” in another lifeless, drab, disappointing affair. read the rest of this rubbish
Well, a win is a win
and all. Spurs followed up last weeks uninspired draw with an uninspiring victory over Crystal Palace in the first home league game of the season. read the rest of this rubbish
And we’re back with the same old
dampish squib. Well we should be grateful for small mercies as the usual slow start to Spurs season with a first game loss was avoided with the one all draw away to Everton. read the rest of this rubbish
Sam Allardyce, how did we get to
this. With the news that the F.A. are at any moment going to announce Sam Allardyce as the new England manager I'm pointing the finger at Newcastle and Norwich. read the rest of this rubbish
There couldn’t be more fitting a final for such an awful
tournament. Euro 2016 ended as it started and then meandered for a month as the only team to beat Iceland lost the final to the team that qualified out of the group stage below Iceland. It was rubbish. read the rest of this rubbish
“I don’t really know what I am doing here”
can there be a better epitaph for Roy Hdosgon than his own words. The coward that is ex England manager Roy Hodgson finally turned up to be asked questions and was most put out by the fact, didn't they know he'd run away to prevent such things? read the rest of this rubbish