Opinion: Warriors, every one of them
It took barely an hour for this team to win us all back, in the strangest of fashions, of course. Because that’s Tottenham.
It might be fitting that the victory that just might have ended, or at least weakened, the crisis which had seemed to be growing at N17 came against Poch’s old club. I seriously doubted whether we could ever hold them out for over an hour after Serge’s sendoff and Hugo’s howler. Me of little faith. What do we say to Death? Not today.
The list of heroes begins with the captain. What must have been going through his mind in a week when he welcomed a child to the world, undoubtedly was sleep-deprived, and having seen Aurier’s madness, was shocked to have doubled down without a howler of a mistake. At least some of the oth...