Instead of concentrating too much on whatever it is I normally babble on about I thought I’d go for a more traditional match report today. Here goes:
Dear old Harry loves to pull some surprises doesn’t he? I didn’t see anyone predicting last nights starting 11 or the formation we’d play. Lennon dropped and two strikers. It just made no sense at all but it worked and that’s all that matters. When I first saw the team sheet I couldn’t work it out. Who was going to play on the right of midfield? I presumed it would be Modric but then there was Redknapp on Sky TV saying it would be the left footed Van der Vaart in a 4 man midfield. Quelle surprise indeed.
I was worried but also happy we were playing 2 strikers. The lone striker just hasn’t worked in domestic football so far and I’m a little annoyed we’ve persisted with it for so long when really it’s only needed away from home in
Europe but hopefully Redknapp’s now consigned it to the “only use when absolutely necessary” pile of formations. Just as I hope last night’s player positions isn’t used in the premier league, because with the likes of Ashley Young this Saturday our lopsided right will get found out. After the match Rafa spoke about how playing on the right isn’t his favourite position but because he had a free role it wasn’t that bad. Free role would be an understatement. When Bale hadn’t swapped to the right the player responsible for giving us any width on that side or an out ball was Alan Hutton and once again he did very well. On this form I would’ve thought Charlie was sitting on the bench last night wondering if his days at Spurs are numbered. Maybe harsh and definitely premature but with Hutton and Kaboul staking their claims to the right side of defence he’s suddenly got some very real competition.
Bassong and King did what they do best which was head the ball away when needed. They also tried to play total football in the first 45 by picking the ball up in their own half and running with it. We’ve seen King do this before although not for a long time which told as he got near Twente’s area and suddenly realised where he was. Bassong’s run was even funnier. He surprised everyone, so much so by the time he’d got into the corner there were 3 defenders on him and not one team mate. They were all standing, watching with mouths wide open wondering what the hell was going on. It was great to watch.
Ekotto put in another typical performance, linking well with Bale on the left and he too found himself in advanced positions on a number of occasions which was good to see. While all 4 defenders were playing like we all used to at school, a little Croatian was tidying up around them, filling in the gaps left, breaking up Twente’s attacks when he could and while not obvious did an excellent team job. Listening to Alan Smith on Sky you would’ve thought Modric had been giving the ball away constantly, missing tackles and was generally crap. I guess once a gooner, always a moron.
The first half had a typical spurs ebb and flow to it. We get the ball, you get the ball, entertain, entertain, entertain. This is why I love my football club, and hate it equally I guess when it doesn’t go right, but last night it went just how we all wanted. That’s not to say we didn’t get our fair share of luck. Early on Huddlestone lost the ball just inside his own half and Ruiz ran in on goal. As he tried to lift the ball over a flailing Gomes, the octopus managed to stick one of those massive hands in the air and thankfully made a wonderful save. This moment can’t be highlighted enough. All of the talk will be about Van der Vaart and Pav but who knows how the game might’ve ended if Gomes hadn’t produced that in his first game back after injury. Then Huddlestone again was in the thick of things but this time it probably should’ve been his last involvement in the match. Having his shirt tugged and being nibbled at by a Twente player his frustration got the better of him as he swung an elbow that connected sweetly on his opponents jaw. Quite how the referee missed it I don’t know but thankfully he did. From that moment on the game had a little bit about it. Some tackles were flying in, lots of rolling about on the floor and even demands for bookings from the Dutch side. A major pet hate of mine that last one. Bremen are now my German team for their hospitality when I was there but Twente can’t expect the same honour from me.
Then just as half time approached we got the first of 3 penalties on the night. There’s been plenty of discussion on whether any of them were but in my opinion the first 2 were dead certs. The third was a little fortunate but that’s football. Crouch was sent to the ground with the twente defender on top of him as they wrestled in the area waiting for a cross to come in. Which of the 5 officials gave the decision no-one seems to know but then that was the theme of the night. After plenty of gamesmanship and waiting, Rafa stepped up and placed the shot in the same corner as he did against Wolves, but this time the keeper went the right way and produced a good save.
It’s gonna be one of those nights, right? Wrong. Just as I’d finished writing on
the forum how I’d like to see us stop persisting with this annoying tactic of playing early, long, deep crosses to Crouch at the back post in the hope that someone would get to the knock down, we scored by doing exactly that. Huddlestone’s cross, Crouch’s knock down and a beautifully controlled and volleyed goal from Rafa saw us take a deserved lead. A couple of minutes later Bale went on one his jinking runs only to be hauled down and it was another penalty. This time, Pav stood up and slotted it home. This was the start in a turnaround in performance for Pav.
About this time I was thinking, I hate it when we’re 2-0 up. Unfortunately my fears were realised when Twente managed to get a scrambled goal back. More poor defending unfortunately but it was also a little pinball so we can forgive them just this once. On another day it falls to a defender instead of a striker. So it’s 2-1 and now I’ve got another bad feeling. Van der Vaarts been flying around all night, obviously trying to prove something against Dutch opposition. He’s already got a yellow card and a red seems imminent. I tweet my feelings. I’m soon told to stop tweeting as Rafa goes in for a silly challenge and gets his marching orders. One well read spurs blogger, who shall remain nameless at this point tweeted something along the lines of “RIP Champions League”. Who says he’s not a knee jerker like the rest of us?
Although I’m sure he wasn’t the only one feeling like that. This had all the hallmarks of a classic Spurs game. In control, dominating and then a series of events happen to leave us all mystified and angry. Not tonight though, not on this historic first champions league home game.
Strangely enough when we went down to 10 men we actually played better.
We kept the ball exceptionally well and maturely. Not like us at all. Even stranger was the performance of Pav. He was very poor in the first half. No movement, expecting the ball to come to him all the time, couldn’t hold it up or link play and sulked when a decision didn’t go his way. That was the bad side of Pav. The 2nd half saw the side that most resembles his song, if only he could do it all the time. He came to the party, not only with his 2 well taken penalties but mainly with his all round play. He did everything you want of a lone striker and did it well. I’m the first to admit I don’t rate him and the best thing about him is his song but I’ll also happily commend him when he plays like that. Do this every game Pav and you’d be our first choice striker. He’s so frustrating.
It was Pav that forced our 3rd and final penalty, attempting a shot from about 25 yards that was blocked by the raised elbow of the defender. A good 5 seconds passed before the referee blew his whistle for what seemed like a harsh spot kick but I’m not complaining. 3-1 it was and game over. For a change I was pretty confident of that fact.
We carried on passing the ball about, conserving energy and looking like a side about to win it’s first game in the group. Huddlestone was coming into his own, playing in a more advanced role than normal which was good to see and he had an excellent 2nd half as did the whole team. There was still enough time for Bale to get into the headlines again with a well taken goal. As the ball broke he was the first to react, heading the ball into the penalty area and coolly slotting into the bottom left hand corner.
4-1 and the glory nights had returned to N17. Our biggest Champions League win in 128 years isn’t bad is it?
Bring on Inter.

















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