The Match of the Day commentator said that “This was a day of which Spurs fans will say ‘I was there’.” I was, and it’s certainly put a spring in my step on a wet winter’s weekday. Tottenham Hotspurs’ scintilating 9-1 win over Wigan was all the better for the fact that eight of those goals came in front of the Park Lane end, where I sit.
It was a fantastic performance, with Aaron Lennon and Niko Kranjcar especially standing out. But the man of the moment is striker Jermain Defoe, whose five goals take him to the top of the Premier league goalscoring charts. On this form, there can be little argument with the assertion the General DeGoal is the deadliest finisher in the top flight. It was the kind of day that makes all the disappointments seem worth it – and it was great for me to be there as I missed the last time my team scored nine at home, in 1978/79 against Bristol Rovers. That game did much to persuade my mum that, despite her misgivings about what happened inside football grounds in the Seventies, I had to go and see my team live. Thirty years later, I got particular satisfaction from being present when the focus of Sky was on a couple of boreathons elsewhere.
I still love revelling in the newspaper coverage after games like this, and I’ve made a late start this morning after relaxing with a big mug of tea and several rounds of toast and maramalade while soaking in the praise. I loved Tom Dart’s report in The Times, especially the following paragraph. “At some point in the second half, probably when Defoe scored his third goal in seven minutes, Tottenham’s players went beyond confident and into a state of certainty, all-powerful, bestowing goals on the game at will.”
We also had a laugh afterwards in the pub about the pitfalls of prediction, after my comment on The Spurs Show with Phil Cornwell last week (see post below) that Spurs would win “by the odd goal”. Happy days.