It’s all go, you know.
Lucas Moura the man that has appeared to be not entirely awful against several teams to date has opened his heart to Sambafoot:
“I’ve been waiting for this kind of match. The Premier League is the best league in the world and I’m happy to be here and to hopefully be involved in a London derby like this. It’s a big, big match, I’m excited for it and this week we will all prepare very well for it.”
Will Luca start at in the big game at Second Hand Fridge tomorrow? I think he may just miss the cut and find himself as a ‘super sub’. Quite what he’ll achieve when we are 0-3 down with just 16 minutes to go is another matter, but he does appear awfully pleased to be here and really ought to count for something.
Meanwhile Dele Alli is numb. Aren’t we all, honky-tonks.
“….For me, I’ve never worried too much about what people think. If you have confidence in yourself, you know yourself, better than anyone, when you have that, what other people say, automatically you are numb to it.”
“The way people deal with me in games is different; there are a lot more tackles. I found myself in a lot of space last year, and now when I get in the box I feel people are a lot more concerned about me, and marking me.”
Yeah, that’ll be it. Now the word is out on your stellar talents, you can’t catch a break. It’s a bark, isn’t it? Perhaps fewer daft handshakes, fewer embarrassing cheating incidents and a greater general involvement in games might do the trick? Just a thought, dearie.
Finally, what is isn’t to love about Antonio Conte’s damning with faint praise, eh?
“I consider Mauricio Pochettino a really good manager. I think that, if Tottenham grew a lot in this period, he has a lot of credit for that. We are talking about a team who, in the last period for many years now, they are competing to win the title.”
I’ve never bought the line that foreign managers have poor English. The modern Europhile coach isn’t your run of the mill cretinous Harry Redknapp type, all sick parrots and boy done goodisms. ‘IF Tottenham grew a lot’, spoken like a man who would simply adore to work to Poch’s laughably limited remit.
Conte is unlikely to still be in charge at CFC next season irrespective of what he can pull off in the forthcoming month or two.
For those who believe predicting the future is a tricky business, I’m calling it now and Poch the Psycho Buddhist will hit us with a very recognisable reworking of this Conte quote, sooner rather than later:
“I must be honest, if you want to win trophies, maybe for important managers, it’s easier to go to another country. In England, if you stay here, never, never will it be easy to win trophies. But, for sure, every manager wants to try and win a trophy.”
What we can know with some heavy certainty, is if Mauricio does win something this term, we’ll never hear the end of it. Perhaps his reward for making through ENIC’s and his own madness we should applaud him. Hourly. Forever. After all, a claret is a bordeaux.