Admittedly it was more school playground than Champions League, but never mind that – huzzah!
We won the group! And as ever, we did it the Tottenham way! Lovers of the drab and dreary on
Tuesday and Wednesday nights have been swooning in horror ever since we began this merry European
jaunt with that kamikaze first half in the Wankdorf Stadium against Young Boys, but they can ruddy
well buckle themselves in and hold their breath, because we'll be marching back for more in
2011.
Dashed confusing from start to finish. Two points lost or one point gained? What the devil is
Gomes playing at? And what the dickens inspired BAE to perform thus?
First Things First: Two Lost or One Gained?
Oh that I were more technically savvy, and had the faintest blinking idea how to set up some
sort of voting contraption to gauge popular opinion on whether this was two points dropped or one
gained.
Forget the goals, and the red card, and the slightly bonkers refereeing and whatnot – the
entire game pales into insignificance besides that quite blisteringly good five minutes just before
half-time. Away from home - and down to ten men - our heroes, as they had threatened to do
from kick-off, indulged in a lengthy period of the most glorious keep-ball, borne of impeccable
technique and worthy of Barcelona.
