We was robbed!

Another week, another controversial Spurs match. Once again Tottenham have been felled by the mighty Blackpool. True Defoe made sure we still retain a miniscule chance of beating Man City and Liverpool to 4^th place, the latter will be possible only if Danny Murphy’s Fulham stick it to the Merseysiders.  

Back to Tottenham. The day began great, Everton deservedly beat City and Tottenham needed to seize the initiative and thrash the Tangerines. But up stepped referee Lee Probert and allowed the visitors to maul the home team, and that’s putting it mildly. Even a neutral could see that the Blackpool players were getting away with bad fouls. It didn’t help that Alan Curbishley praised Probert for his performance. I know I shouldn’t be taking the former West ham manager seriously at all, but that’s how outraged I feel.

Charlie Adam has been exposed as a thug. If he’s put Gareth Bale out for the season, he’s a dead man. If he’s broken Bale’s foot, I hope he gets a taste of his own medicine in next week’s fixture; he’s one man I don’t want to see on a football pitch ever again. 

One day Hurelho Gomes will reveal to the world how his brain works. One moment his saves brilliantly from Adam’s first penalty after Dawson had been clearly pushed in the back as that bastard Probert looked the other way. But then the bumbling Brazilian collides into Taylor-Fletcher, although it looked like a dive to me. We were plain lucky that Defoe scored his 101^st league goal to equalise although there were plenty of chances to win it too.

In the end, we passed and passed and passed the ball to no end and thanks to some lousy finishing, a puzzling inability and unwillingness to score, unbelievable heroics from Gomes, Blackpool’s lets-break-some-legs gameplay and Probert’s blindfold took the game away from us and set it up nicely for City to rest on their superior goal difference should Spurs win their last three games. Once again, we threw it away.