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Well that escalated quickly.

Michael Regan

You would think after his press conference after the Chelsea game, Tottenham would have realized that letting Tim Sherwood speak to the media wasn't the best idea in the world. Well, apparently not, because Tim's at it again and he still don't care. It's been a while since we've had an English manager who said whatever crazy thoughts came into his head, so seeing these quotes is like a warm comforting blanket in some ways.

Or it would if he didn't throw his players under the bus, back up over them, and then set their bodies on fire. Then he talked about his future with the club. Which was even more concerning. Let's go to the highlights, shall we?

First he defended his comments from the weekend.

"You can't get out-fought and out-desired. I don't want to see that again. I won't tolerate less than 100 per cent desire. I’m their manager, not their babysitter."

Oh. Oh dear. He went on about the club's future.

"A lot of the players here are playing for their future. They know that now. They have to show they want to play for a giant of a club like Tottenham.  Whether there's an overhaul in the squad is for me to decide. But there will be changes. I want players here to prove they want to be here."

Then he talked more about his future with the club.

When asked whether he would be the man chairman Daniel Levy would trust to take the squad into next season, Sherwood added: 'We've not had a sit down meeting, but we have spoken. I'm planning for next season, that's where we are.'

Another season of Tim Sherwood?

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