I could not agree more, mate - with you 400% on that.
Reading through that, I also wanted to highlight this little bit, because it's pretty poignant -
"And for Tottenham is only playing in the final for the first time. All we create in this five years, because we know the reality. You know when we arrived here no one believed to reduce the gap to the top four. We were scared to play QPR because the manager was Harry Redknapp. ‘Oh Harry is coming, he knows us. He knows the players and White Hart lane. That was the feeling of the club. Oh we lose three derbies against West Ham. Ohhhh the first game we are going to play West Ham’.
"We are Tottenham. We are Tottenham. Always I was in my mind, Tottenham big club, why don’t you believe inside?"
I've said this for a while, but Poch isn't just fighting our circumstances. He's fighting our very nature, our being, the ethos behind our existence. We didn't believe inside, and maybe we still don't.
We're all scared to believe, whether we like it or not, because we've been burned so many times by believing that we prefer numbness to more pain. We might not admit it, but that's what we have been, for a very long time - fans, players, and the club itself.
I can't describe in words how amazed I am that this man gets that - what we are, heart and soul.
And I can't describe how in love I am with him for refusing to accept it - for fighting, with every ounce of his being, to get us to believe, and to change our very nature.
He's on the cusp of succeeding. For the first time, people aren't scared to believe anymore.
But all of it will be for naught if Poch leaves. If Poch leaves, we are fudging done, because we will not have another manager who understands our nature *and* has the bravery to tackle it head on. Not for another fifty years.
He must be backed. He must, must, *must* be given whatever he wants, whenever he wants it. This man must be made to stay - whatever the cost.
Time for sofas - no more chairs.