Hahahahaha just got back from watching this masacre on the night scene!
Everything went just as I had anticipated - fucking thrashing! I knew Inter were shitting bricks when they saw the team sheet. Fuckin' brother Ade and his leathel compatriot The Foe up front. To be honest with you guys I was rubbing my hands in glee, telling all the Gooner supporters present Inter were done.
As things progressed on the flatscreen it dawned on me how glorious supporting Spurs is! Jakey just rippin' the midfield, Pahkah spinning in circles and other glory related shit! Fuck, so we let them have a sniff ey and Galant Galas might have made one, maybe 2 max, tiny errors but hell, don't we all. Humanity innit! But like good cream, the best action always drifts to the top!
Adebayor absolute stunner of a game, tippy top. Lol, okay maybe some eagle eyed footy critic could find a flaw in his game. His goal though, fucking ultra cunts, did you guys see the athleticism involved?! 10/10, footballing genius, they might as well erect a statue at the Emirates in his honour. Qualitah! Jermahn Defoe though... Need I say more? Everything that lives, baby, dies someday. Except flowers, those fuckers bloom again. Defoe is a flower. He has had a short barren stint, but that shit is bloomin. A beautiful rose bush emitting a fragrance enamoured with footballing greatness. Even a blind mole burrowing underneath the San Siro could sense that there was a second coming taking place above him, and this time he is a fuckin' Yiddo!
Wooohoooo. The fucking best team in world does it again. Inspiring its supporters and humilating our detractors. There's only one Tottenham Hotspur and we do things the fucking Spursy way. Cast aside your illustrious notions and then get even more illustrious ones, because we of Spurs have set our sights very high...