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The race for 86 points

The first three parts of this piece are just great to read.
It's good to stop and reflect on exactly what has happened here and how much is being achieved.

And also to be glad that it's not just Spurs fans who see and admire it.

http://www.football365.com/news/premier-league-winners-and-losers-67

Tottenham, the Premier League’s run-enders
Emirates Marketing Project had won six straight league games. Then they faced Spurs.
Burnley were unbeaten at home for four months. Then they faced Spurs.
Chelsea had won 13 consecutive league games. Then they faced Spurs.
Everton were unbeaten in almost three months, dropping just six points. Then they faced Spurs.
Crystal Palace had won six of their last eight league games. Then they faced Spurs.

Totally awesome
 
Tottenham, the Premier League’s run-enders
Emirates Marketing Project had won six straight league games. Then they faced Spurs.
Burnley were unbeaten at home for four months. Then they faced Spurs.
Chelsea had won 13 consecutive league games. Then they faced Spurs.
Everton were unbeaten in almost three months, dropping just six points. Then they faced Spurs.
Crystal Palace had won six of their last eight league games. Then they faced Spurs.

Totally awesome

Yes, makes a refreshing change from seasons of...

X player hasnt scored a goal for his club. Then he faced Spurs
Team A hasnt won an away match all season. Then they faced Spurs.

Finally, it seems we are losing that tag, and it feels great
 
Well after last night we're still in it......and alive and kicking.

I'm always on the optimistic side of the fence, but last night i thought would be tough, and i incorrectly thought there would be a mental hangover from Saturday (i just kinda felt it).

What bowls me over and puts me in such a good mood is the team (the ones who matter:)) do not feel this. The focus, belief is retained. We don't panic, change our ways and when you think of it why would we? When you analyse it we turn up to most games and just dominate and grind our opponents into submission. The way we play quite often can not be handled.

Our two CM had to go off at half-time, we had to change things (were forced to) but the way we can jiggle the team and everyone has trust in Poch's instructions and trust in each other just carries us along. Palace gave it some for the first 30 mins (of course they would) but defensively we are there when we need to be.

I'm bouyant today, and part of it is because my doubts proved unfounded and that just enhances my belief in these boys..............and for the next game i have no doubts.......we will smash them flakey clams.
 
It just so annoying for the media, they all have their reports on how Spurs cracked under pressure ready on their laptops and have to keep changing the opponents names, got to feel sorry for Alan (Mr Charisma) Smith who just gets more despondent as the games go on.
 
It just so annoying for the media, they all have their reports on how Spurs cracked under pressure ready on their laptops and have to keep changing the opponents names, got to feel sorry for Alan (Mr Charisma) Smith who just gets more despondent as the games go on.

Smith made so mnay anti-Spurs stupid comments last night.

One was that he was wondering whether Spurs' young legs would keep the energy up for the full 90 given the semi on Saturday. He seemed to forget that Palace's not so young legs played on Sunday

cretin
 
Smith made so many anti-Spurs stupid comments last night.

One was that he was wondering whether Spurs' young legs would keep the energy up for the full 90 given the semi on Saturday. He seemed to forget that Palace's not so young legs played on Sunday

cretin

Agreed. I once saw Alan Smith in the flesh. Within arm's reach.

It was at the Olympic Stadium in Barcelona, at the top of Mount Montjuic or whatever it is called. We were watching England vs Andorra. The wind was howling at the top of the mountain and the driving rain was lashing down, soaking everyone, freezing cold. This was not the Barcelona that had been sold to me by my eager mates.

Anyway... we spent the day drinking, to the point where I was absolutely smashed, just wandering around the stadium vaguely trying to find a toilet, staggering about this huge concrete mess... going up and down stairs and into strange TV galleries and areas I shouldn't be... there were bags of cement and shovels left lying around the place... after a LOOOONG time of staggering about I found myself walking back out towards the match and was next to the press area.

Alan Smith was sat on his own writing his match report. Every now and then he would look nervously at the swirling mass of drunk idiot England fans glaring at him, wondering if they could get away with killing and eating him without getting caught. He was not having fun.

I never did find a toilet, so had to urinate somewhere at random in the stadium and got told off by the police. Halcyon days. Why don't they put up signs?
 
Agreed. I once saw Alan Smith in the flesh. Within arm's reach.

It was at the Olympic Stadium in Barcelona, at the top of Mount Montjuic or whatever it is called. We were watching England vs Andorra. The wind was howling at the top of the mountain and the driving rain was lashing down, soaking everyone, freezing cold. This was not the Barcelona that had been sold to me by my eager mates.

Anyway... we spent the day drinking, to the point where I was absolutely smashed, just wandering around the stadium vaguely trying to find a toilet, staggering about this huge concrete mess... going up and down stairs and into strange TV galleries and areas I shouldn't be... there were bags of cement and shovels left lying around the place... after a LOOOONG time of staggering about I found myself walking back out towards the match and was next to the press area.

Alan Smith was sat on his own writing his match report. Every now and then he would look nervously at the swirling mass of drunk idiot England fans glaring at him, wondering if they could get away with killing and eating him without getting caught. He was not having fun.

I never did find a toilet, so had to urinate somewhere at random in the stadium and got told off by the police. Halcyon days. Why don't they put up signs?


Did you walk past any of these signs Bano?
 
Agreed. I once saw Alan Smith in the flesh. Within arm's reach.

It was at the Olympic Stadium in Barcelona, at the top of Mount Montjuic or whatever it is called. We were watching England vs Andorra. The wind was howling at the top of the mountain and the driving rain was lashing down, soaking everyone, freezing cold. This was not the Barcelona that had been sold to me by my eager mates.

Anyway... we spent the day drinking, to the point where I was absolutely smashed, just wandering around the stadium vaguely trying to find a toilet, staggering about this huge concrete mess... going up and down stairs and into strange TV galleries and areas I shouldn't be... there were bags of cement and shovels left lying around the place... after a LOOOONG time of staggering about I found myself walking back out towards the match and was next to the press area.

Alan Smith was sat on his own writing his match report. Every now and then he would look nervously at the swirling mass of drunk idiot England fans glaring at him, wondering if they could get away with killing and eating him without getting caught. He was not having fun.

I never did find a toilet, so had to urinate somewhere at random in the stadium and got told off by the police. Halcyon days. Why don't they put up signs?


Disappointing end to the story. I thought it was going to end with you having a slash on him
 
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