The Faraway Fan
Are you a bigger, better Spurs fan because you were lucky enough to born within the friendly confines of the M25? Or what if watching your team is struggle and a visit to the Lane means a flight?
Are you a bigger, better Spurs fan because you were lucky enough to born within the friendly confines of the M25? Or what if watching your team is struggle and a visit to the Lane means a flight?
I think Jose Mourinho’s Tottenham side represent us now. We have a deep anger and frustration inside us from all of the nearly moments, refereeing decisions and what could’ve beens that have accrued over the years.
He’s the chief disrupter; a kind of competent Dominic Cummings. He’s comfortable with chaos, and knows how to use it to his advantage. He fosters a siege mentality, and makes his teams seem like its them against the world.
If there was ever an example of evidence that showcases what a Jose team can do when at full pelt – this was it. This is the identity I crave. It was ruthless.
For Mourinho, this was the sort of emphatic result that will have prompted even his biggest detractors to wonder if he might just be capable of leading a team to the game’s top prizes one more time.