This should be part of the History school curriculum, and the last sentence should replace our Club motto!Woolwich, Dial Square, Plumstead Ponces, Kents Kunts.
It's your duty as a Tottenham fan to hate the cheating, corrupt South London Wanderers from Woolwich.
I despise everything about them, my hatred for them is mirrored in equal measure in the Love I have for Tottenham. My hatred defines me. I love hating them, it's my life balance, any negative in my life I channel into them, leaves me accepting of life's challenges and allows me to navigate the shit with a smile on my face. Trump, Fuck Woolwich. Borris, Fuck Woolwich. Lying corrupt politicians of all persuasions, Fuck Woolwich. COVID, Fuck Woolwich. Cancer, Fuck Woolwich. Racists, fuck Woolwich. The driver who didn't wave at me after I let him out of the turn, Fuck Woolwich.
There is a reason for the rivalry, it's not manufactured by the TV/Media for the clicks and views or by a shit Club who needs an enemy for the marketing because they no longer play against their traditional one (West Ham). It's 107yrs of hatred, 107 year stand against a corrupt Club bribing their way in the First Division, the only club who has never won promotion to the top division by merit on the football pitch. It's 107yrs of hatred against Franchise Football. It's 107yrs of hatred for daring to take our slice of North London, our manor.
We are Tottenham Hotspur from Tottenham, an ever-present place that has been recorded as far back as being mentioned in The Domesday Book (1086
Fuck off back to Woolwich North London is ours.
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