The day the hate came
Rivalry, derby games, passion and ferocity, elements to football that Sky can’t manipulate or own. But when did you finally get it? When did the hate arrive in your soul?
Supporting Tottenham Hotspur is not something you simply choose to do; it’s a vocation, a directive from above, a randomly assigned genetic code over which you have no control. Once Tottenham has you, like a Darth Vader choke hold, it never lets go.
From the wizardry of Gazza, Bale and Waddle, to the misery of bad lasagna and Arjen Robben penalty misses, all of this is part of what makes Spurs such a unique and wonderful club to follow.
You will find me most days chained to a desk where I finance my Spurs addiction by working on B2B editorial or, thanks to my lowly Bronze Membership somewhere in Blocks 29 through to 32 at White Hart Lane.
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Rivalry, derby games, passion and ferocity, elements to football that Sky can’t manipulate or own. But when did you finally get it? When did the hate arrive in your soul?
The game was one giant, pulsating mistake from the very moment the team sheet was handed in. Spurs need to stop making these errors quickly otherwise the season may be over by before spring even arrives. Wednesday’s game just got bigger.
Last night there was a seismic shift of power at Spurs. Vertonghen openly questioned Kaboul, his captain, and the crowd audibly supported the Belgian over the Frenchman. What does this mean for Kaboul? Is there a future for him? Does he offer us anything going forward? Has Kaboul gone Kapop?
We have all said something stupid on Twitter, on this forum, on Facebook or an email with your boss cc’d, but have you ever said it would be better for Spurs to lose? One man made a noose for himself last night, but let he who is free from stupidity cast the first stone.
Harry Kane is more than just player, he is someone who represents us and binds the club to us. In an era where players are removed from the average fan, it is glorious to have one of our own leading the line.
In recent weeks we have seen many comments about how people no longer feel part of Spurs and how estranged the club has become from its community, but what happens if you make a stand and try and unite a broken area with football? Across the other side of the world in a poor part of Colombia, two men gave up their day jobs to do just that. Football isn’t more important than life, but it can, in its simplest form give a life to a family, individual and community.
We have spent the last 5 years chasing it, perhaps it’s time we took a spell in rehab and pulled ourselves together. It was never going to be a quick fix. Not everything is corrected instantly at the push of a the button. The question is do you have the stomach for it?
Often in the Premier League the fans look to the players for inspiration, whilst they in turn wait for us to support. But what happens when both the players and the fans arrive with the determination to inspire each other? Last night at White Hart Lane it happened. Lamela, Kane and co brought the skill, 1882 brought the noise and support. A truly glorious evening.
The inevitability of the situation will not lessen the pain of moving to Milton Keynes. We knew it was coming, but still it hurts no matter how slow the news has been spoon fed to us. What can we do? Where can we go? What are our alternatives and do the club really care?