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With Spurs now four points adrift of the Champions League places, Sunday night’s match at Brighton is categorically a must-win.
That is how Tanguy Ndombele makes me feel, like a kid again. Never before have I seen someone do what he does on a football pitch, play the way in which he plays, move the way he moves.
Spurs now travel to Goodison Park in the next round with a place in the quarter-finals at stake. If Mourinho’s brief was to win a trophy, he looks increasingly on track.
Thanks to their selfish priorities, we face Liverpool on Thursday, a mere 3 days after our trip to Adams Park. Why could we not play on Saturday or Sunday?
He plays the game with a “joie de vivre”. At times he seems more interested in nutmegs than goals and assists. His game is about imagination and invention. He plays off the cuff and tries to make things happen.
Mourinho is here. These players are here. We need to stop comparing everything to something that has gone, start looking forwards to something that might yet come.
Perhaps Tottenham and their manager will have finally learnt their lesson with this performance. Caution does not pay against those struggling sides in the Premier League.
The incredulous look on Kane’s face – as his header flashed over the bar rather than into the net – suggested it was a chance he thought he should have buried.
5-0 doesn’t tell the entire story, however. With the North Londoners monopolising possession in the first twenty minutes but failing to find a way through the massed Marine ranks, the FA Cup almost worked its unique brand of magic.