As I walked out of White Hart Lane the temptation to walk over to the Ladbroke’s booth and place a bet that the end of the world is close nearly overcame me. If I hadn’t of spent my last £3.50 on a lukewarm sausage roll, I would have done. Surely 35,000 downcast people trudging down the High Road was enough negative energy to send an asteroid hurtling towards us? A defeat for Spurs is nothing new, even one that involves [...]
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