Tottenham and the other Premier League teams who joined the European Super League are yet to withdraw from the binding agreement that formed it and they could relaunch it next season.
Spurs and the other Premier League top six clubs formed the European Super League alongside three others each from Spain and Italy.
However, hours after the clubs announced their intention to join the competition, they faced a serious backlash from fans.
Led by Manchester City, the EPL clubs withdrew from the proposal and they have since been punished by the Premier League and UEFA.
Real Madrid, Juventus and Barcelona have refused to withdraw and they are keen to ensure that the proposal succeeds.
While the Premier League clubs announced that they have withdrawn from the agreement, The Times says the idea isn’t dead and it will be revived.
It insists that every club that was a part of the initial agreement remains legally bound to the project.
They are just waiting for the right time to revive it and it could be as soon as next season.
A senior source close to the agreement reportedly said: ‘The owners know this is not the end — it’s just the beginning.
‘We will resume dialogue, whether this year or next year. It’s just financial gravity. Football can’t survive in its current form.’
Given Levy’s long term ability go make very good decisions, and especially how that ability has worsened even more in the last few months, I could just see him going for this again.
The ESL fails again. Huge fines and relegation for Spurs (and the others)
Spurs go bust.
Levy loses all his money (shame)
Fans (or some investor) comes in and buys the ash for relatively cheap.
Club starts to build again (probably will drop to League one or two for a few years. Will be fun watching us gradually climb back up to Premierhsip.
Yeah, funny 50 odd years ago, but not so much now.
Wouldn’t put it past him…
I’m just wondering how this Super League idea recovers from A; the fan backlash and B: The complete withdrawal of support from a major U.S financier like J.P Morgan. In fact going to great lengths to explain why they must have been stupid to even be involved at all…
“Legally binding” – awesome, as Spurs continue their decent into farce, Europe’s top clubs have literally no choice but to let us in when it happens!
Master stoke from baldy, fair play to him!
Dead Parrot Sketch
A customer enters a pet shop.
Mr. Praline: ‘Ello, I wish to register a complaint.
Mr. Praline: ‘Ello, Miss?
Owner: What do you mean “miss”?
Mr. Praline: I’m sorry, I have a cold. I wish to make a
complaint!
Owner: We’re closin’ for lunch.
Mr. Praline: Never mind that, my lad. I wish to
complain about this parrot what I purchased not half an
hour ago from this very boutique.
Owner: Oh yes, the, uh, the Norwegian
Blue…What’s,uh…What’s wrong with it?
Mr. Praline: I’ll tell you what’s wrong with it, my
lad. ‘E’s dead, that’s what’s wrong with it!
Owner: No, no, ‘e’s uh,…he’s resting.
Mr. Praline: Look, matey, I know a dead parrot when I
see one, and I’m looking at one right now.
Owner: No no he’s not dead, squire, he’s restin’!
Remarkable bird, the Norwegian Blue, idn’it, ay?
Beautiful plumage!
Mr. Praline: The plumage don’t enter into it. It’s
stone dead.
Owner: Nononono, no, no! ‘E’s resting!
Mr. Praline: All right then, if he’s restin’, I’ll wake
him up! (shouting at the cage) ‘Ello, Mister Polly
Parrot! I’ve got a lovely fresh cuttle fish for you if
you
show…
(owner hits the cage)
Owner: There, he moved!
Mr. Praline: No, he didn’t, that was you hitting the
cage!
Owner: I never!!
Mr. Praline: Yes, you did!
Owner: I never, never did anything…
Mr. Praline: (yelling and hitting the cage repeatedly)
‘ELLO POLLY!!!!! Testing! Testing! Testing! Testing!
This is your nine o’clock alarm call!
(Takes parrot out of the cage and thumps its head on
the counter. Throws it up in the air and watches it
plummet to the floor.)
Mr. Praline: Now that’s what I call a dead parrot.
Owner: No, no…..No, ‘e’s stunned!
Mr. Praline: STUNNED?!?
Owner: Yeah! You stunned him, just as he was wakin’ up!
Norwegian Blues stun easily, major.
Mr. Praline: Um…now look…now look, mate, I’ve
definitely ‘ad enough of this. That parrot is
definitely deceased, and when I purchased it not ‘alfan hour
ago, you assured me that its total lack of movement was
due to it bein’ tired and shagged out following a
prolonged squawk.
Owner: Well, he’s…he’s, ah…probably pining for the
fjords.
Mr. Praline: PININ’ for the FJORDS?!?!?!? What kind of
talk is that?, look, why did he fall flat on his back
the moment I got ‘im home?
Owner: The Norwegian Blue prefers kippin’ on it’s back!
Remarkable bird, id’nit, squire? Lovely plumage!
Mr. Praline: Look, I took the liberty of examining that
parrot when I got it home, and I discovered the only
reason that it had been sitting on its perch in the
first place, was that it had been NAILED there.
(pause)
Owner: Well, o’course it was nailed there! If I hadn’t
nailed that bird down, it would have muscled up to
those bars, bent ’em apart with its beak, and
VOOM! Feeweeweewee!
Mr. Praline: “VOOM”?!? Mate, this bird wouldn’t “voom”
if you put four million volts through it! ‘E’s bleedin’
demised!
Owner: No no! ‘E’s pining!
Mr. Praline: ‘E’s not pinin’! ‘E’s passed on! This
parrot is no more! He has ceased to be! ‘E’s expired
and gone to meet ‘is maker! ‘E’s a stiff! Bereft of
life, ‘e
rests in peace! If you hadn’t nailed ‘im to the perch
‘e’d be pushing up the daisies! ‘Is metabolic processes
are now ‘istory! ‘E’s off the twig! ‘E’s kicked the
bucket, ‘e’s shuffled off ‘is mortal coil, run down the
curtain and joined the bleedin’ choir invisibile!! THIS
IS AN EX-PARROT!!
(pause)
Owner: Well, I’d better replace it, then. (he takes a
quick peek behind the counter) Sorry squire, I’ve had a
look ’round the back of the shop, and uh,
we’re right out of parrots.
Mr. Praline: I see. I see, I get the picture.
Owner: I got a slug.
(pause)
Mr. Praline: Pray, does it talk?
Owner: Nnnnot really.
Mr. Praline: WELL IT’S HARDLY A BLOODY REPLACEMENT, IS
IT?!!???!!?
Owner: N-no, I guess not. (gets ashamed, looks at his
feet)
Mr. Praline: Well.
(pause)
Owner: (quietly) D’you…. d’you want to come back to my place?
Mr. Praline: (looks around) Yeah, all right, sure.
The super league is for super clubs. We no longer qualify, though perhaps a true super club could use our stadium, I’m sure Levy would give them a good price to hire it.