This is the mother of all gambles, now. Going into the second half of the season with just one (ONE) striker, having also offloaded two centre-backs and one attacking midfielder for reasons uttely, comprehensively unknown (not like we tried to replace them, after all).
If we turn the promise of this season into ashes, as we did the 2011/2012 season...if Leicester City (who did buy players, incidentally) finish ahead of us and we fail to achieve anything of note....
..no amount of pathetic , quivering bleating about how ickle, young and thin our squad is will help, or save anyone at all, I fear. Because that has ceased to be a circumstance of our situation, and has become a conscious f*cking choice.
F*ck off.
Just for once, I thought we'd make an effort, give ourselves a real boost and aim for things.
Ah....well.
And on that note, I think I'll move on and make peace with this predictable f*ck up before it spoils my mood for the next four f*cking months.
Edit: Everton bought Oumar Niasse for 13.5 million. From Russia. F*cking Middleborough, a Championship f*cking team, bought Jordan Rhodes for 11 million pounds.
But ickle little Tottenham struggled mightily, and ultimately failed, to sign a 19-year old from thw Championship, with six months of first-team football to his name, with six months on his contract and a desire to come to the club.
Fantastic job, guys. Top class work all around. Levy, Poch, Mitchell, buy yourselves some champagne to go with those onanistic 'at least we tried' self-congratulating cards.
Sigh.
Moving on, moving on....