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‘They’ve Had Nothing But Sweetners Since I’ve Been Here So They Have To Suffer The Odd Bad Day’

Sunday? It must be Songs Of Praise

These words of wisdom from Tottenham’s glorious leader, Harry Redknapp.

In response to be booed left right and centre, poor old Harry didn’t believe that the mugs in the stands were playing fair.

And he’s got a point. Just because we pay his wages and the wages of the listless show ponies he calls a football team, why on earth would we feel in anyway entitled to complain when they lose at home to third rate outfit like Wigan?

There has been a malaise at White Hart Lane for years. Decades. Specifically a drink culture and a complacency that undermines virtually any success.

I can’t believe Redknapp’s comments. I thought and was clearly deluded in thinking it that Harry was an old school, no nonsense manager. But it turns out he’s just as useless as some of his players. Any frustrations he showed in relation to attitude were obviously just to fend off the hassle from the punters.

The odd bad day? Harry, you’ve got more front than Southend, but good to hear you’re practicing for the England job.

Well now, when it comes to football, one man has for many years been the most noticeable, the most controversial, and occasionally the most successful blogger this country has ever produced. His pithy words and abrasive style make him as famous off the pitch as he is on it. This man is Escapini. "I love football. Football she's a cruel mistress. She's, she's more than a mistress. She's a wife, she's a mother, she's a daughter, she's an errant child. She's a… she's a… she can make you laugh, she make you cry. She can bring tears me eyes. She can bring blood to me shoulders. She can bring a kettle to the boil." "Cause football is about nothing, unless it's about something and what it is about, is football."

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