We scored too soon, but then we scored again, and again, and it could have easily been four or five. Our goal difference is Plus 32—look at it again. Spurs are scoring more than one goal per game more than the opposition—and no one in the Premier League is close to that rate. It is obvious now that we are the best team in the league based on current form—only Mahrez, Vardy and all their pluck and destiny stand between us and a title.
Walker rampaged down the right wing—sent the ball goalward and of course Kane directed it into the net. The second was a thing of exquisite beauty—Alli with a wondrous ball forward to Kane and he wouldn’t/couldn’t miss… Eriksen bounced on a Kane rebound for the third, and he—or Kane, or Alli could all have had a fourth or even a fifth.
And nothing close to a Spursy moment—Bournemouth played well coming off the break, but Eriksen’s finish finished that and you knew they wouldn’t threaten again. Forget their recent form— we are a man’s team playing against boys most weeks—next year we can right the Dortmund wrong—for now the lineup is set with only Vertonghen to alter it in the final two months.
Some of our lads will get a week off, but for others international friendlies beckon and one can hope their managers don’t lean on them too much. For then comes Anfield and a resurgent United at the Lane—to win the league, a minimum of four points will be required of those two fixtures, I suspect—and six would be much nicer. It does not appear that Leicester will slip, and while third place seems assured thus rendering any bizarre Champions League exclusion (Liverpool win Europa and Man City win the CL) moot, we all know that at least second place is required this season.
There are no excuses left. The team is as healthy as its been all year—no midweek distractions, a set lineup ready to produce victories. By three Sundays from now, we’ll know whether hardware is still in our future, or whether we are simply competing for a “Wenger Trophy”.
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