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Sunday, 22 April 2012

The Spurs Dressing Room Booked For Speeding ... Has Harry Lost It.

'Abandon Ship! Harry and Modric first'.
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 As if they'd abandon a sinking ship. That's for rats. The boys down in Kent are having a practic drill just in case. Luka and Harry are taking it more seriously. Classes available at your local Swimming pool. 


 The Greg Meyer Column
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 April 22 2012 ... Some Very famous People At The Birthday Table.
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 A Dressing Room Passes In The Night.
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 Last week it was passing ships in the night. RMS Titanic at Wembley. What a football disaster that was. Spurs were hit and sunk by an Iceberg driven by Martin Atkinson, John Terry and various others.
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Having just reassembled and restored some decorem to our little pub , imagine the horror of what came next.
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Time : 20:00 hrs Saturday . You'll forgive our useage of the maritime clock. Still on Titanic time.
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Place : South Africa Road, London.
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There we were in our 4 door sports hardtop, the pub station wagon,concentrating on exiting another Spurs disaster. Alls well until the unmistakeable building crescendo of a fast oncoming vehicle threatens to drown out the post match radio talk back.
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Whoosh . Looming alongside and then speeding past and onwards , lights all ablaze, sirens blaring, an unmistakeable sight. The Tottenham Hotspur Dressing Room. Shades of the RMS Titanic. No life boats visible . No one lining up to jump ship. The driver, a determined looking,lantern jawed Caucasion, probably most recogniseable for his Retro style haircut, is being urged to go faster by a well known group. We can make out a handsome Dutchman, a well haired Cameroonian, an older gentleman obviosly follicly challenged (still wearing a pair of goalkeeper gloves), a tall always smiling Togolesian, plus about 16 others.
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Hang on that unmistakeable sound can be heard from behind us again. This time it's a Range Rover roaring past in hot pursuit of the rapidly receding Dressing Room.
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The driver, another strong looking face, looks a lot like a Mr. Kevin Bond. In the back seat an older chap is hurling frantic missives towards the retreating dressing room., part English, part Italian.
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Alongside the driver sits a beagle like gentleman with a phone glued to each ear. Appears to be conducting simultaneous press conferences with the FA and the tabloid press. Every now and then he breaks off and yells towards the fast vanishing Dressing Room ...
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        "Come back. We Can still do it. Even if I'm off to England."
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If you have ever been passed by a low flying dressing room then you can imagine our little band were just glad to head home for a few nerve settling pints ...
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At A Kent Pub.
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To be quite honest after Norwich we made sure we had booked a seat on the life raft. So the shipwreck at Wembley whilst horrible was survived by our merry band.
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Loftus Road. Well the curse of the returning player or ex as in this case was no surprise. Pity none of our players turned up at Loftus.
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Still if that Dressing Room does touch down safely at White Hart Lane next week who knows.
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Harry certainly doesn't.
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Before we go, those birthdays. A Kent old boy Peter Frampton is 62, Jack Nicholson 75, and someone who probably once but not now, could have saved us, Kaka, turns 30.
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Cheers ... look out for low flying Dressing Rooms near you ... Greg Meyer.     coys.
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Jimmy's Video spot. 
So now you have it: harsh decision; we're just not tall enough; Brad didn't have a shot to save. Well I counted at least one shot that needed to be saved. Just the four games we need to win then. Harry's confident, so what do I know.





4 comments:

The Whistle Blows said...

As a Kentish Man in exile in the home counties I didn't have the horror of a speeding dressing room close call but do have the pleasure of the new training ground at the end of my road. It is currently not being put to any apparent use, but it looks glossy and like it could be brilliant. A bit like our team realy. I can only hope that the Range Rover you spotted doesnt have a sat nav and therefore gets horribley lost and carries on until it runs out of fuel and its occupants starve to death through a collective inability to operate the door handles effectively.

Anonymous said...

well harry thanks for nothing while you are lording around on £6 million a year as england manager fans will watch our team being sold off because we didnt finnish in the first four after being there for most of the season you just do not care you have no loyalty to any club you move for the money you have ruined our season since the england job arose and the team have gone to peices i just do not belive it i thought like all of the spurs fans that you were god but we have been let down again go now harry take a gamble that you have the england job as you have allready picked your side

Anonymous said...

The Whistle Blows

superb but what would you expect from a Kentisher.

Greg.

Enorme Nuez said...

I wouldn't go as far as castrating 'Arry, but for a manager who prides himself on his man-management skills, he does have egg on his face.

Spurs have been awful of late. Void of creativity, and any energy. Myself, I put it down to a lack of squad rotation and 'Arry's odd love affair (again) with the 4-4-2 formation.

There is absolutely no reason players highly regarded, like Bale, Modric, Parker, Van der Vaart, and Adebayor were not properly rested. It is comical that the likes of Kranjcar, Rose, Livermore, Townsend, Dos Santos, and even Harry Kane and Yago Falque were not utilised. Instead 'Arry went about systematically rearranging the midfield to compensate for his tactical shortcomings.

Yes Lennon got injured; however this does not mean you push your main creative outlet wide, and then have the clubs main attacking threat on the opposite side or wandering around in the middle. It is too late now, and you do have to hope that it doesn't completely fall apart.

Third for most of the season, and now struggling to get back to fourth.

Who else is to blame? Or you could have another team meeting and talk about it.

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