The Flat Earther argument that you cannot buy success is a not an argument, it’s a myth.
Chelsea will win the league, Chelsea or Arsenal will win the FA cup and Manchester United won the league cup.
The Flat Earther argument that Spurs are building something is a not an argument, it’s a myth.
Since Levy took over, there have been series of thinly veiled threats that there was masterplan at work, some of us even remember the 5 year plan.
What we are building is more debt than most of you could have dreamed of.
ENIC are hocking the Corporates and Season Ticket sales as part of the deal as they cash in on THFC’s carefully nurtured AAA credit rating and liberate £400million (or whatever the final figure turns out to be) in order to pay for the ‘New Destination’.
I have no idea scale of catastrophe awaits us at Wembley as sit here preparing to let the fully majesty of the fuck job engulf us.
To describe Wembley as challenging is like calling Mount Everest ‘steep and a bit chilly looking’.
Our illustrious leader has already made it clear that our transfer activity will be church mouse modest. Which is particularly chilling news given the near continuous state of austerity we’ve been living in.
Will current insufficient squad improve exponentially? I dunno, but it will pretty much have to.
I’ve rather tiresomely pointed out that you get nothing for not winning anything.
I lied.
Print off this page, cut out the table above and Blu-tak it to your fridge door or your firstborn’s forehead. Whichever makes you happiest.
My hope is that something magical happens, that Wembley turns out to be less like Vietnam and more like an English rose garden.
My hope is that the Cheese Room will do no more than make us smirk as the big fuck off shiny trophies arrive in greater volume than the boxes marked Dorset Blue Cheesestrings and Lymeswold Triangles.
My considered opinion is that you may wish to get your cut out and keep table laminated to protect it for the next decade or so.
