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What's the worst that could happen?

The worst? Well, you asked for it.

The stadium loan deal falls through as a result of foot-dragging and perceived lack of interest on the part of Haringey Council and the GLA in the wider regeneration scheme. Construction work is immediately halted. Accusation is followed by counter-accusation in a bitter war of words that is seized upon gleefully by the press. Pochettino announces that, with regret, he will be leaving the club in the summer, but refuses to comment on suggestions that he is already being inundated with lucrative offers from elsewhere. Over the ensuing weeks, more reports emerge of resignation letters crossing Levy's desk. Results on the pitch deteriorate amid rumours of significant dressing-room unrest and speculation that the manager's attention is no longer focussed on his job here. The summer transfer window sees the squad decimated as the board move to claw back money sunk into the dead construction project. Two years, three managers and a couple of mid-table finishes later, no more work has been done, the site remains derelict and the half-built, graffiti-covered, white elephant has begun to rot away into what is described as the perfect metaphor for THFC, the club that nearly signed Rivaldo, nearly built a triffic new stadium and nearly became a force again. The episode cements our status as the biggest laughing stock in all of London for generations to come.

I think that would just about cover it.
 
"Spursey" makes it into the OED
http://theballrooster.com/oxford-university-press-announce-sexy-addition-to-2016-oed/
Oxford University Press Announce ‘sexy’ Addition To 2016 OED
NEWS

14th January 2016

Oxford University Press has announced that the word ‘sexy’ will be included in the ever popular Oxford English Dictionary from this year.

The term, which means to constantly fail living up to expectations, was invented by Tottenham Hotspur fans who had grown tired of watching their team unceasingly collapse at the first sign of pressure, and will now officially enter the English lexicon with the latest release of the English language’s lexicon of record.

A spokesperson for the Tottenham Supporter’s Trust said: ‘It’s immortality of a sort, I guess. We’ve grown used to watching our side bottle it in spectacular fashion over the years, and I even suppose we’ve come to expect it’.

As if to celebrate the inclusion, this week saw the North London club defeated at home by title challenging rivals Leicester City 1-0, despite enjoying sixty percent of possession. However, recording just five shots out of a total of twenty one on target, leaving the gigantic Robert Huth unmarked to head home the game’s only goal from a corner was, as a number of Spurs fans pointed out after the game – ‘typical fudging Tottenham’.

However, that pales in comparison to perhaps the club’s most famous sexy moment – their stunning bottle job in the last few months of the 2011-12 season, where, comfortably placed in third, and even with a shot at claiming their first title since 1961, they squandered a thirteen point lead over fourth-placed Arsenal in the run-in and then suffered the indignity of being denied entry into the UEFA Champions League after fellow English side Chelsea – who finished sixth – upset the odds and lifted the coveted trophy.
 
That's bang out of order! Where do I file a complaint?

You can put it with the other ones here

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Driving home with the kids from peppa pig world this afternoon so missed the game, when I saw our substitutions list I thought this thread might have become a terrible jinx.


Going to Peppa Pig world with screaming kids sounds like the worst thing that could happen to me :eek:
 
Going to Peppa Pig world with screaming kids sounds like the worst thing that could happen to me :eek:

It is dreadful. They play the theme tune over and over and over and over....
Yep. And the food's brick, you have to pay full price for the park just to use a sixth of it and it's full of chavs who are inexplicably able to afford tickets to everywhere despite being ridiculously expensive.

Worst of all, when you see people showing passes and skipping the queues and then ask the lady at the front of the queue where you can buy them for your family, it's hideously embarrassing to be told that those passes are given to the disabled only and you then have to hang your head in shame as you walk back past the vociferously tutting queue.

A vile hellhole.
 
This. Worst morning of my life. Even my twin boys fell asleep in their buggy while me and then 3 year old daughter went round and round in miss rabbits poxy helicopter. In the rain
 
Yep. And the food's brick, you have to pay full price for the park just to use a sixth of it and it's full of chavs who are inexplicably able to afford tickets to everywhere despite being ridiculously expensive.

Worst of all, when you see people showing passes and skipping the queues and then ask the lady at the front of the queue where you can buy them for your family, it's hideously embarrassing to be told that those passes are given to the disabled only and you then have to hang your head in shame as you walk back past the vociferously tutting queue.

A vile hellhole.

Do you think that you'll go back when the little one is old enough to take there?
 
Worst of all, when you see people showing passes and skipping the queues and then ask the lady at the front of the queue where you can buy them for your family, it's hideously embarrassing to be told that those passes are given to the disabled only and you then have to hang your head in shame as you walk back past the vociferously tutting queue.
You could've saved it.
 
During an important derby game, a fan who sits near to me ups the rate and intensity of his usual torrent of invective directed at Kyle Walker. Having put up with it for the best part of a season Walker's patience finally snaps – he vaults the ad boarding, races up to the fan and punches his lights out.

The crowd cheers. Walker is sent off. We lose.

On the way home my son asks me to explain what "where's the fudging justice in that" means.
 
A previously unknown asteroid is identified on a direct collision course with Earth. The united governments of the world gather together a small crew of highly trained astronauts, riggers and other specialists to fly to and land on the asteroid and destroy it. (Bruce Willis and Ben Affleck politely decline on the basis of previously booked engagements). Amazingly the mission succeeds. The world and all mankind are saved, however a smallish rock fragment heads towards Earth, landing SE of the junction of Northumberland Park and the A1010 obliterating the White Hart Lane ground and all other structures on the block. Advanced warning means no lives are lost. But asteroid impact is not covered under the insurance policy.

As a utilitarian and a Spurs fan I grudgingly accept the fickle hand of fate that has robbed me of my beloved club but saved billions of people.

Nevertheless, I am outraged by THFC's refusal to refund the cost of my tickets for the forthcoming game that weekend.
 
Yep. And the food's brick, you have to pay full price for the park just to use a sixth of it and it's full of chavs who are inexplicably able to afford tickets to everywhere despite being ridiculously expensive.

Worst of all, when you see people showing passes and skipping the queues and then ask the lady at the front of the queue where you can buy them for your family, it's hideously embarrassing to be told that those passes are given to the disabled only and you then have to hang your head in shame as you ride the bouncing monorail dinosaur.

A vile hellhole.

it was more like this though wasn't it?
 
A previously unknown asteroid is identified on a direct collision course with Earth. The united governments of the world gather together a small crew of highly trained astronauts, riggers and other specialists to fly to and land on the asteroid and destroy it. (Bruce Willis and Ben Affleck politely decline on the basis of previously booked engagements). Amazingly the mission succeeds. The world and all mankind are saved, however a smallish rock fragment heads towards Earth, landing SE of the junction of Northumberland Park and the A1010 obliterating the White Hart Lane ground and all other structures on the block. Advanced warning means no lives are lost. But asteroid impact is not covered under the insurance policy.

As a utilitarian and a Spurs fan I grudgingly accept the fickle hand of fate that has robbed me of my beloved club but saved billions of people.

Nevertheless, I am outraged by THFC's refusal to refund the cost of my tickets for the forthcoming game that weekend.
For once I am not joking. This is the method of our demise as a race. It really just boils down to whether we get a warning shot before hand that wakes us up or not. A big one but not too big.We dare not ignore any more of the near misses and there have been loads. It really is just a matter of time before one of the big fudgers hits us. If I was guessing I would predict about 5 mins before we win our first PL title.

Or maybe it's just too much wine while listening to Randall Carlson. Who can tell these things?
:p
 
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