Guten Abend. Well that was the FA Cup then, eh? I’d say that was pretty standard FA Cup fare and no point getting overwrought about not having witnessed anything too fancy. But let’s not fail to recognise a truth tonight. Arry said we didn’t play well. He was right. It was a dysfunctional performance to put it mildly. Player ratings in the morning. Watford had a good go at it. Quite how a dull outfit achieved so many opportunities is a cause for concern. Yes, they were at home, yes they were used to the heavy pitch. But we failed…
Author: Harry Hotspur
Good morning and welcome. And I’d like to extend my very best wishes to those now consoling the call centre staff at Virgin Media who this morning discovered that having Malcolm Tucker screaming at them would be like listening to the soothing song of a contented angel compared to me asking when they are fixing my broadband. The Watford are giving it what for on the old terrace chants front. My favourite by a country mile has to be, ‘One man & his dog went to Monaco’. Other winners include: “Paid all your taxes. You should have paid all your…
Good afternoon. I trust you’re all in rude health. Lovely video in from yidvids2 who clearly has skills. One might imagine if he drew a lady’s part on a toilet wall it would be an etching that indicated considerable degree of talent. Jurassic Park. Enjoy.
Good morning one and all. In the absence of anything approaching credible football I thought it would be nice to share some stuff that we’ve been working on for Hotspur’s Half Hour. Perhaps this might spark your imagination, if so get in touch and we’ll steal your idea faster than you can say, ‘not guilty’. Pavyluchencko on his way out? Well we hope not. Whilst the same tired transfer tales do the rounds – Newcastle and Sunderland – but it’s all down to Levy & Co to decide what class of loss they are prepared or not to prepared to…
Good afternoon. I was proceeding in an easterly direction planning a slightly different blog today. However a telephone call from The City Of London Police asking that – any blogs specifically about or discussing Arry’s case be removed or that the fuzz may well take action to have them removed – put a somewhat different spin on things. The defence team of Henry J are quite understandably taking a ‘belt and braces’ approach to this matter and therefor do not wish to run the risk of any of the jurors involved being influenced by a two bob blogger. Which is…
Seconds away, Round Two. I have successfully predicted the future on two previous occasions. The first was that you could get porn films on mobile phones. The was you’d be able to buy beer from a petrol station. So here’s the third prediction. Referees will have their names on the back of their shirts. Another game over and we find ourselves whining about these clowns… The problem is no longer that they can’t see everything, they are actually more interested now in being a component of the game than getting it right. In fact they know in their heart of…
Good morning. Watching Gareth Bale yesterday reminded of me of a stage that small children get as the begin to try and take control of their world. A sense of ownership and determination can be fascinating to watch as they emerge from being completely dependent and defiantly utter the words, ‘I can do it myself!’. What usually ensues in such instances is something like the removal of a vest not by pulling it off over the head, but climbing out of it as if it were a dress. An ambitious routine that might take – minus a shoulder dislocation, falling…
Good evening. Lots and lots to discuss, player ratings and that sort of thing in the am, but here’s incontrovertible evidence that the FA need to take action against the media’s latest supposedly harmless half wit, Manchester United’s Mario Ballotelli. I can cope with losing. I can cope with the insanity of Bale’s license to roam. But I can’t cope with ugly, unprovoked nastiness. For any City fans joining us, on of our old managers, Keith Burkinshaw in a moment of utter disillusionment stood on the pavement outside The Lane and said, ‘There used to be a football club over there’. …
Good morning and eyes down for a full house. I quite like the phrase, you couldn’t make it up. But this morning’s Sunday Mirror headline is more proof were it ever needed that in actual fact, you can. According to the Mirror’s Paul Smith discreet enquiries made by the Etihad mob about the boy Bale were greeted with a blunt price tag of £150M. Let me just say, even running this two bob operation I get people telling me ‘stuff’ on a regular basis. Sometimes it pans out, sometimes it does not. That’s show business. But I do try and…