To Dare is to Do, handball edition
Tottenham Hotspur 3, Blackburn Rovers 2
We here at Donutball are nothing if not consistent. Some might say consistently boring; others would counter with perceptive, enlightened or well-reasoned if perhaps dogmatic.
Tottenham are not Champions League (tm) material. Top 6 would be a smashing finish. The next game is crucial.
Yet, the Spurs bird flu free cockerel sits proudly in fourth place tonight following the weekend's events. That's a five point advantage if you are counting down in Finsbury Park.
Luck certainly played a part in Sunday's 3-2 win over fellow European aspirants Blackburn. "Sparky" Hughes, Blackburn manager, had reason to gripe. Two of Spurs goals owed to fortunate refereeing decisions. Late on, with Blackburn battling to salvage a well deserved point, Stalteri handled in the box.
Results count. Of course, on the day it seems rough justice. Rovers were by far the better side: more skilful, better prepared and dominating in every aspect. But, a touch of impudence by the ageless Robbie Keane, a lucky bounce on a free-kick and Aaron Lennon's speed. Three goals.
Debit side, Sinama Pongolle nets an easy chance after Ledley King falls asleep; misses an easier chance; sets up Craig Bellamy for Blackburn's second after another King error. A header clips the top of the bar; Robinson makes a brilliant save; chances go begging.
Other issues - and these are consistent thoughts
- Edgar Davids looks lacking in pace and gets caught in possession too much (his lack of peripheral vision, maybe?).
- Keane has signed a new contract. What does this mean for England man Jermain Defoe? That threesome with Mido works, but will Defoe stand for the arrangement much longer?
- Y-P Lee at left back is too much a lightweight. Both goals came down his flank and in the second half Blackburn gave him an aerial bombardment.
Next week is the simple matter of avoiding defeat at Chelsea. Statisticians will be paraded in the media all week to tell you that Margaret Thatcher was Prime Minister when the Pensioners were last cocked.
We here at Donutball are nothing if not consistent. Some might say consistently boring; others would counter with perceptive, enlightened or well-reasoned if perhaps dogmatic.
Tottenham are not Champions League (tm) material. Top 6 would be a smashing finish. The next game is crucial.
Yet, the Spurs bird flu free cockerel sits proudly in fourth place tonight following the weekend's events. That's a five point advantage if you are counting down in Finsbury Park.
Luck certainly played a part in Sunday's 3-2 win over fellow European aspirants Blackburn. "Sparky" Hughes, Blackburn manager, had reason to gripe. Two of Spurs goals owed to fortunate refereeing decisions. Late on, with Blackburn battling to salvage a well deserved point, Stalteri handled in the box.
Results count. Of course, on the day it seems rough justice. Rovers were by far the better side: more skilful, better prepared and dominating in every aspect. But, a touch of impudence by the ageless Robbie Keane, a lucky bounce on a free-kick and Aaron Lennon's speed. Three goals.
Debit side, Sinama Pongolle nets an easy chance after Ledley King falls asleep; misses an easier chance; sets up Craig Bellamy for Blackburn's second after another King error. A header clips the top of the bar; Robinson makes a brilliant save; chances go begging.
Other issues - and these are consistent thoughts
- Edgar Davids looks lacking in pace and gets caught in possession too much (his lack of peripheral vision, maybe?).
- Keane has signed a new contract. What does this mean for England man Jermain Defoe? That threesome with Mido works, but will Defoe stand for the arrangement much longer?
- Y-P Lee at left back is too much a lightweight. Both goals came down his flank and in the second half Blackburn gave him an aerial bombardment.
Next week is the simple matter of avoiding defeat at Chelsea. Statisticians will be paraded in the media all week to tell you that Margaret Thatcher was Prime Minister when the Pensioners were last cocked.
posted by pete at 9:43 pm
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Grrr.... Chelsea... Blech.
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