Happy Monday, Spursland!
We are not blessed enough every Monday to have Dele Allli score the goal of the season, but because he did manage that feat this weekend, we are due, as a group, for some personal reflections. Quite frankly, many of you owe Dele an apology.
Apparently, the standard of his play is coming into question for a few who, probably, also scream at four year olds to stay in the lines while they gleefully explore boundaries of space, shape, and art in general. Many last week were suggesting that Mauricio take his place in the team and give Son or Lamela a shot, trying to instill a sense of urgency in the young man, cutting down on his carelessness.
All of you should feel bad, and can express as much to him letter form. He can be reached at the following address:
ATTN Dele Alli
Tottenham Hotspur Football Club
Bill Nicholson Way
748 High Road
I would suggest tweeting at him, but we know he only reads Eric Dier's tweets so why waste the time?
The guilt has to be draining; here is the chance to let it go.
And now for the "news":
Alan Pardew wanted him to get in the goals. Failing to do so, he took out the only person he could remember scoring a goal for Crystal Palace as he thought him to be a threat to his place in the team. One can understand the young man's confusion.
This is the most hilarious bit of banter I've ever heard from our manager. He may as well be telling the press in the room Rodgers is a delusional excuse maker and it's glorious.
He would also like some apology letters, but we're only human. Just ask Dele to wave and say "sorry, mate" In Nacer's direction at the end of the Alli addressed mea culpas.
First Domenico Berardi, now Paragini: looks like the front office in N17, suffering through the dark, English winter, is catching a little Roman fever.
With the Europa League hiatus almost over, a possibility of a deep FA Cup run, and Jan Vertonghen hurt there is no chance Kevin Wimmer goes out on loan.
Spoiler alert, world: it's the Broncos vs. Panthers.