We’re we ever seriously linked with Diaz? Would our club leak these stories to the press in order to make it look like they are doing things to appease the fans?
Maybe the rumours forced Liverpool to get their arse in gear from last summer’s talks with the player. Perhaps it was the players? Maybe it’s a classic Levy tactic?
Oh, look! More questions than answers. An all too familiar line of thought, regardless of the senseless and the sensible! (A uniting factor between the spilt factions of the World’s steepest single-tiered terrace?)
I was irked by Bryan Gil being signed during the summer.
A completely unnecessary signing over a Lamela sale. A young, unproven player in his own country, let alone the stark Stoke-like reality of Premier League promise. Lamela may have worn gloves with a short sleeve shirt on those cold, wet nights, but it was the sign of a proven madman. Despite injuries, the team missed and still misses the bite and drive of this hip less professional and my personal favourite.
Yet six months later, Gil is currently on his way back to Spain for a potential loan. I don’t buy into the ‘One for the future labeled on his transfer. Not a priority then, not a priority now. Jam tomorrow, as mooted by a bearded blogger.
Levy’s utterly contradictory transfer practice continues. Dejan Kulushevski is another baffling deal. Another winger. Aged 21. Struggling to prove himself at Juventus. His figures show that his exclusion there is warranted. He does wear long sleeves and gloves on cold nights. The black country will ravish him like a hot pie in a snow storm.
We’ve got Bergwjin, Son, Moura all capable of the role. Jack Clarke anyone?
Conte is still short creatively. A Kane backup is essential. A fully functioning CB of a decent standard, a must.
Emerson is more Royal with Cheese, than Royal with Royce. Why are these key areas not prioritized? The areas that we have so desperately needed since Dembélé, Vertonghen, Eriksen, Llorente, Walker all departed for other pastures. It seems so obvious. (Maybe am I mad and devoid of any basic footballing comprehension?)
In a reform, those in line for the bullet are easier to pick than those in line for the future of the team. That’s a starting point.
We can dream of a team without Levy, Hitchen, and Paratici. We can dream of new scouts that are capable to pool talent from other clubs/lower divisions. Granted, Chelsea/City use their money to monopolize the market in this aspect, and all the better to them. That is how a proper football club is run. No oil money hatred is required.
They have loanees fit for first-team places across any top-flight team as proven. They have youth players who instantly fill a void after long-serving members retire.
They slot into the first team squad as if they have played there all their careers. Think Reese James, Chalobha, Sarr, Foden, Zinchenko. Liverpool with Trent, Jones, Philips, Kelleher. If the club is too proud to copy their rivals in this aspect, perhaps Ajax can inspire a logical model of a future team?
Our recruiters are consistently inept. The players that are a hit are the exception. The utter tripe is the norm. The money paid for tripe is a sin. That’s your money. It was my money. Levy has no understanding of football. He isn’t a football man.
Look at Liverpool. Granted, they are a far more attractive proposition to join over us. They always have been. That’s the reality they have cultivated for themselves. They save, identify a target and make it happen. No fucking about. It is simple, really. The energy at Spurs with these matters is scattered and virtually non-existent. It reminds me of my fat cousin holding up the queue at Gregg’s, as he cannot decide over a Danish pastry or a sausage roll, only to resort to his old favourite; yesterday’s plain doughnut.
Levy/Hitchen have a horrible track record. It’s Northern Rock reborn.
Speculating while the fan pays and suffers, as the debts are deferred over a long-term loan.
The figures add up to 130million (approx) owed to clubs in outstanding transfer fees. It doesn’t make for a good retirement fund.
Ndombele, Vinicius, Fernandes, Reguilon, Doherty, Romero, Lo Celso, Moura, Hojbjerg, Bergwjin, Clarke, Devine, Gil, Sarr, Gollini, Royal, Sessegnon et al. are just a few examples. This is the team we have. This is the reality ENIC has cultivated.
We’ve ‘reportedly’ missed out on Dybala, Grealish, Ruben Diaz, Bruno Fernandes, Vlahovic, Wijnaldum (Whom Poch wanted, but Levy vetoed for Sissoko). Dream team players and nothing more. Our records away to Chelsea, Liverpool, and Arsenal in the past 30/35 years are embarrassing. Have a think about our points tally when sat in your bathroom next, and tell me what stinks more.
Poch slightly changed the identity of Spurs, and made us temporarily attractive to join, while the big boys transitioned. We all know that the reinforcement left him a dead man walking.
So, what’s our identity? What team have I fanatically followed since I was shot straight from the womb into the hands of a midwife with better hands than Gollini?!
The current ownership is an extension of a club with no identity. Taking an effective 9 point deduction at the start of any season to English football’s elite is not an ideal pattern. But it’s the norm that Levy has accepted on arrival and continues to instill.
He is rich for a reason. You can’t tell him what to spend his money on, even though I do it all the time. He won’t spend my money anymore however.
One thing’s for sure, Liverpool’s new player will set the league alight, while we currently watch manager #4 in a year. Conte is a man who could ‘out Levy’ Levy next summer.
It begs the question of how healthy the club/team project would be if Levy/Lewis implemented the same energy and knowledge on the field as they do with off-field ventures.
As fans, we must ask ourselves the question of what the teams on-field identify/future is? I struggle to nail it down.
Though ask me about spreadsheets, capital assets, and the Hotspur brand future, I can show you multiple nailed on sources for an ever-expanding ENIC property portfolio.
Despite them, Keep it Tottenham.