Well do you know what, that's a fair call-out. And its not Ange's fault he's ended up as Spurs Head Coach. Allow me to continue my analogy (until it's been well and truly burned in the oven). For me, what does the appointment of Ange represent? It represented Levy running home after trying to play with the big boys with his tail firmly between his legs.So why aren't you spending time slagging off Munn, Lange and Levy? They hired him. If he is that terrible then they need to held accountable...
In 2014, Levy managed to buy himself a new Golf GTI. It was a great car: fast, practical, fun to drive. He got on well with it and had a lot of fun. But he still got smoked at the lights by people with a proper sports car. It just came up a bit short. So he started looking at his GTI a bit differently. His mates down the golf club started jovially saying to him that he should get himself a real man's car, like a Porsche.
In 2019, his GTI has done a lot of miles and needs a bit of TLC. A good service, timing change. With a bit of investment, it could be a great car again. With a bit more investment in tuning modifications, if might be able to nudge closer to winning more of those traffic-light grand-prixes.
But by this point, Levy is distracted. He's seen an advert for a second-hand 911. It's a good few years old, older than his GTI, but, it's got a great history. He speaks to the previous owner. "Kind of fell out with it mate, not gonna lie, just constant servicing costs and error codes, I had a great year with it but I've had enough pal - just being honest with you." But it sits there, in Levy's dreams, whispering away to him. He contacts the owner: "I'll take it!" He gets rid of his GTI.
First few launches from the lights are promising -wow, now we are talking thinks Levy. But then he puts his foot down and *beep* *beep* *beep* black smoke. At the garage: "HOW MUCH????" Says Levy. "It'll cost ya keeping one of these going strong" replies the mechanic. Levy contemplates his expensive mistake and after driving around for a bit in a coutesy car wondering what to do, trades it in for a nice sensible Mercedes E class. 2 lady owners, good service history, reasonable running costs, but.....you know....let's be honest, it's a bit dull to drive after his GTI.......
......then he sees an advert for a relatively new Lamborghini Mucielago.....it sounds brutal, it'll try to kill you in a sharp corner but holy s*** it's fast. He'd enquired about it previously but it was too much. He'd heard things about the maintenance costs. It wants new tyres all the time ...and they're expensive! But......f*** it, I'm over this E class he tells himself and hands over his hard earned once again.
For a year it's fantastic. Everything He'd hoped for.....but he didn't use premium fuel and oil as was recommended (gotta save the pennies somehow, come on!) and after a while his car started getting angry at him. Rough idle. Error codes. The garage: says it needs a full engine flush and new injectors. "HOW MUCH??????" Says Levy.
By now he's broken. Psychologically and financially. He scraps around dealers trying to find a second hand GTI, but he can't afford one now. He comes home with a 15 year old Prius. "This is going to be my new philosophy" he tells his wife and kids. "Back to my DNA".....