Bedfordspurs
Chris Waddle
Bit of therapy guys and gals
End of season is full of opportunity’s to reflect on what could have been
But do you know what matters…
Out choices
I wouldn’t swap being a Tottenham fan for nothing. Nothing
It’s been my lifeblood
My constant
Boy to man
I live in a small world now
Fans from all I’ve the world come to tag h my club. Our club. They spend a lot of money watching these idiots kick a bag of leather around
How daft is that… just ask yourself how stupid football tall is for how much it affects your life
I’m Tottenham till I die. It’s in my blood.
Me familiar (sorry for the bad translation)
I bleed white and blue. I’m 46… this is my church, this is where I heal my hurt (great song, sung by a better man)
Life sinful do hardships but being a spurs fan isn’t one. I didn’t choose this club. It chose me
I’m a successful director but I know I could do more. We all could. I don’t kill my self to do more. I’m happy. I have two amazing children and a lovely wife. I love them more than anything.
Fandom is an addiction. My mate had some issues with addiction but this is his drug. We don’t chose a club that fails. We love it. We embrace it.
I’m in the ground with my best mate. My nephew who I took to game… his first game when he was 8. And his dad. His dad Downey even like football but he loves us. He is spurs now
He just told me it’s your fault… you fudger
You took my sim and brought him a spurs coat (my son now has that coat)
As I said earlier.. I live Tottenham. It’s ingrained in my dna. It’s ok toilet wqll as a placard. My kids have come here. I brought my youngest at 5 months old to the old ground. My wife had to breast fees him… iffy now he hates football, but I’ll catch him
In fact you will. You spurs fans who I know and love. Who i randomly hug. I love you all. You love me too and you don’t even know it… how daft is football
End of season is full of opportunity’s to reflect on what could have been
But do you know what matters…
Out choices
I wouldn’t swap being a Tottenham fan for nothing. Nothing
It’s been my lifeblood
My constant
Boy to man
I live in a small world now
Fans from all I’ve the world come to tag h my club. Our club. They spend a lot of money watching these idiots kick a bag of leather around
How daft is that… just ask yourself how stupid football tall is for how much it affects your life
I’m Tottenham till I die. It’s in my blood.
Me familiar (sorry for the bad translation)
I bleed white and blue. I’m 46… this is my church, this is where I heal my hurt (great song, sung by a better man)
Life sinful do hardships but being a spurs fan isn’t one. I didn’t choose this club. It chose me
I’m a successful director but I know I could do more. We all could. I don’t kill my self to do more. I’m happy. I have two amazing children and a lovely wife. I love them more than anything.
Fandom is an addiction. My mate had some issues with addiction but this is his drug. We don’t chose a club that fails. We love it. We embrace it.
I’m in the ground with my best mate. My nephew who I took to game… his first game when he was 8. And his dad. His dad Downey even like football but he loves us. He is spurs now
He just told me it’s your fault… you fudger
You took my sim and brought him a spurs coat (my son now has that coat)
As I said earlier.. I live Tottenham. It’s ingrained in my dna. It’s ok toilet wqll as a placard. My kids have come here. I brought my youngest at 5 months old to the old ground. My wife had to breast fees him… iffy now he hates football, but I’ll catch him
In fact you will. You spurs fans who I know and love. Who i randomly hug. I love you all. You love me too and you don’t even know it… how daft is football