harryhotspur

THFC's Buying Policy Explained

2009-01-16T10:25:00.000-08:00

The fiasco of the last window is behind us. Well, in so much we have more or less exhausted our capacity for weeping and wailing in public. Well, almost.
New ammunition comes in the shape of Spurs instigating a dating campaign resembling a Friends Reunited for football.
How down at heel must you be to give up looking for Ms Right, but instead seek to rennovate a previous car crash?
Exhibit A: Jermaine Defoe. Exhibit B: Pascal Chimbonda.
Worse still are the stories that we are interested in some erstwhile no mark from Wigan - on the basis that he highlighted how mediocre in the testicular department our equivilents were. In one game.
F*** off.
At least Hunt has an identity. He quite possibly has aspirations too. Stewart Downing? Do me a favour... Arshavin? Does he even know what colour we play in?
We buy Roman Pavyluchenko, a sublime striker. And service the poor barsteward with mostly 50/50 headers.
We buy David Bentley and play him out of position.
Ghaly, whilst far far far from a world beater has desire and perhaps a trick or two up his sleeve.
The headline, 'Time For Taarabt' has been done to death.
So the headline's a tad misleading and ought to have the tagline 'Answers On A Postcard' ...meh. I don't have the answers, when did I have the answers? That's where you come in.
My dears, before this window shuts or indeed this blog, can you explain?

Arry's F Word Frenzy

2009-01-14T04:59:00.000-08:00

The Daily Mail ran an interesting piece early this morning, claiming to have been privy to Arry letting our delicate little soldiers know just how he feels.
The scene: The Away dressing room at Wigan last Sunday. The cast: The Tottenham first team and a rather understandably irate Redschnapps.
'I don't think you love the ******* game.'
'I think you ***** are here for the money, I don't think you give a ****. You, do you give a **** ?'
'Of course I do.''You ? You're the ******* worst of the lot!'
Given that the story is, ahem, an accurate representation of events that actually happened... the only remaining question is who - in Arry's view - is the worst of the lot?
Who said this was a dull window?
The full article is HERE.

Who's This Adriano Chap Then?

2009-01-14T04:55:00.000-08:00

Opinion appears to be split between those who view him as a past his best, latent alcholic, overweight Brazilian and those who cannot wait to swap him for Darren Bent. Ha, if we keep Benty at The Lane for another season it may take dental records to tell them apart.
I could weep over the excitment over this heavily mooted six month loan job.
Untill we get a midfield that can both defend and structure some class of cohesive supply to the forwards it is completely irrelevant how many strikers we sign or what their pedigree is.
Anyway, here's Adriano's latest offerings..

Who Do You Blame At The Lane?

2009-01-12T05:02:00.000-08:00

Newcastle Away

2008-12-22T06:18:00.000-08:00

The answer to that question is 'everywhere and anywhere'. Everywhere and anywhere outside St James Park.
I had secured a last minute ticket in the away end, but my hosts had kindly provided me with a season ticket card should I need it. Where were they going to be? In Shearer's. Wow.
Personally I would have stayed in the Vaults - but I understand there's only football to look at after three o'clock.
Talking to the natives, it was pretty clear they are sick to death of the whole way the their Club is being mismanaged and want some action. For one, Owen needs to stop 'gracing' them with his presence and sign.
The silver lining in all this is Kinnear. He was greeted cautiously, but is now universally approved. The talk of how important communication is was high on the agenda. Ramos' name made them laugh and there is a genuine respect at the mention of Arry's.
They want Joe's appointment confirmed. This 'he's here 'til such and such' is undignified and all they want is stability.
Man of The Match was A&E. Player We Need Most To Dump was Frazier Campbell. Player Most Over building Her Part? That tart Given.