We currently have the tightest home defence in the league. No mean feat. But oddly, we have scored 13 more goals away from home than at the Lane. This paints the picture of WHL as a fortress this season, a resolute beacon of defensive stability and hard fought 1-0 victories. Teams have come and often been conquered. The only teams to topple us at home have been Sunderland, Villa, Hull and Everton, the last of those coming on the 30^th of November. Interesting that. Very interesting.

Minus the United second half disaster, we haven’t lost by more than one goal to anyone except West bloody Brom. So what have we learnt my dear friends? That Tottenham have remained defensively consistent all season. That Wooders and King are one of the best centre back pairings in the league. Whisper it, but one might go so far to venture that our defence is already ready for the assault for fifth place next season. I say fifth because I don’t want to say fourth. The word is cursed. Anytime a team outside the money laundering filth bags who usually reside there goes for ‘fourth’, they are cut down by a bout of poor form, injuries or dodgy lasagne. Villa have been this season’s example. Let’s hope we’re not next season’s.

Hang on. What am I on about? How dare I delve into the dreamland of fourth place! We’re currently mid table and to some, lucky to be there. We owe a lot to Knappers who fought bravely against the Franco Spanish invasion to bring Tottenham down from within. But our form in the second half of this season has been of a very high standard and if we can maintain that for the entirety of next season, well then we might have something worthy of a party on our hands. A family friends only gathering of course, let’s not get too carried away.

The Everton game ended in a fair result. I was convinced we would concede late on, but so often these days, our back four proved me wrong (they did this rather annoyingly in reverse at Old T). We attacked well in the first half and defended well in the second. That’s about all there is to it. The Bale curse continues. Hutton played enjoyably well in a rather unusual formation. Keane was worryingly poor again. I want to give him a break because class speaks louder than form. But this is a new class Robbie and you better get with it soon, because there are three other strikers at this club who are good enough to stick you on the bench. I can’t believe I’m saying that after being so happy to have him back from the Scousers. But football is a cruel world.

Talking of cruel worlds, I’ve got exams at the moment. What a waste of time. Judging intelligence based on timed paper which does little more than test your ability to write quickly and cram random facts into your head. I’m a firm believer in coursework. Timed work negates creativity to such a degree I think I might not turn up in protest.

I won’t do that. I’m too much a product of the system. And I quite like my degree. Sigh.

I tell you what guys it just feels nice to see a Tottenham team with a backbone at the moment. I think that’s what we have. If not, then it’s some sort of very, very strong body armour protecting our jellied core because we are not an easy team to beat. And at the start of the season we were giving out points for free. Even if we get beat in these last two games, we’ve done well to reach the top ten and regain a bit of credibility. I stand by the fact that we may not be ready for Europe, but I will be naturally disappointed if we don’t get 7^th. That’d be good after the start we had. Apparently we only got 2 points in….8 games was it? I can’t quite remember.

KL