Remember three weeks ago? It was bliss. The best season ever. Title contenders, favourites for the Cup, goals galore. Bringing past-it strikers to the Lane, letting them run riot. Just for the hell of it. We were unstoppable. The new Barcelona.
Erm, yeah. Three games, no wins, and nine painful goals later, it doesn’t feel so rosy. It feels like the bad old days. Only worse. In the bad old days we knew we were shit – we were reminded every week.
Harry’s come out fighting. Here’s us thinking he’s giving new meaning to the phrase ‘laying back and thinking of England’. But he’s not, he says. He’s focused on Spurs. He might not even take the England job. It’s a difficult one, he says. Who wants the most coveted position in English football anyway?
The thing is, whether he likes it or not, it’s his fault. Particularly Everton. And it’s nothing to do with England. It’s to do with baffling tactical decisions. Wrong against Arsenal, wrong against United (kinda), wrong against Everton.
But how can you criticise the tax-evasion-charge-evading ‘Arry? He’s built the best Spurs team most of us can remember. On our day, we’re unplayable. Even on off days, we’re stupidly good. And it’s the sign of a good team. Against Everton – our worst performance of the season – we still “battered” them. It’s the way United batter teams even when they’re shit.
And that’s the problem. Each week it’s like Redknapp’s challenging Spurs to win with his tactics. “Go on, you clever fucks, overcome this. I’m putting Modders in goal”. And it’s not just when we lose. When we beat Arsenal at The Lane, it was miracle. His tactics nearly cost us. But we’re such a good team we won anyway. But we’re his team. He put us together… can we blame him?
Well, yeah. Who plays their best two players out of position? And who then spends 90 minutes, making three changes, not putting it right. “Oh, we don’t have a right-sided player,” he says. “Wales play Bale on the right,” he adds. Well, two things, ‘Arry. Firstly, don’t go 4-4-2 then. And, secondly, Wales are shit.
I still think we’ll do it. Third place and a chance at the Cup. But it won’t be easy. He’ll make sure it’s not.
On a side note, the more I think about David Moyes as a replacement, the more I like. With nothing he’s produced gold. Think about what he could do with resources like ours. He’s that mid-point between a tactician and a motivator. He’s not a Benitez-like chess-board manager, and he’s not a wing-it-like-Harry kinda fella either.
Money might corrupt, but I don’t think it’s going to send Moyes mad. He’s hardly going to come in, spend £40m on Stewart Downing, quadruple the wage bill, and pick up a huge coke habit, is he? Whether or not he’s a big enough name to keep the likes of Bale and Modders and attract the Hazards of the world, is yet to be seen. If not, Mourinho will do…
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