How Do You Like Them (Toffee) Apple's

A game of two halves is a rather apt description as to the showing at WHL this afternoon

Following on from Man City's win at Chelsea our game at Everton could only be marked as another 'must win' in our race for fourth. Mixed emotions followed the drama at Stamford Bridge yesterday. Whilst the last thing we need is City picking up points they are expected to lose, watching Chelsea self-destruct has to be one of the most entertaining sights around in world football.

Team Bridge superseded Team Terry after the biggest build up to an arbitrary handshake had Richard Keys practically pooing himself in anticipation. The fact Bridge snubbed Terry's lacklustre hand didn't come as much as a surprise but the slow motion replays showed Sky's prerogative in the shit-stirring business. Whilst Bridge would have probably preferred stamping on Terry's syphilitic dangly bits, nicking three points off his team and their pikey fans (booing a man for being cheated on is just uncalled for) must certainly have been delicious.

So our job for today was simple...win

When settling into our early kick off nursing what can only be described as a monumental hangover, my expectations were of a long ninety minutes ahead. Everton are never an easy opponent so I wasn't getting too carried away

It may have been the medicinal beer I introduced at kick off but things seemed to be going rather well. Tottenham's sublime football from the off saw my disposition turn from deathly pallid to just a little squiffy.


With neat, slick one touch passing and a complete lack of the dreaded long ball Everton seemed to carry their Europa League hangover into N17. Modric revelled in the space afforded to him and the Toffee's had no idea how to deal with him.

Our first was probably the ugliest of the half, if you can call Huddlestone's perfectly directed ball, Defoe's brilliant take and Super Pav's anticipation ugly. We exhibited exactly how direct football should be played.

If Modric wasn't causing them too much trouble our two other Croatian’s on our right hand side took care of that. All were in inspired form pulling Everton all out of shape with deft touches and clever movement all displayed in our sexual second goal. Modric making mockery of any fan saying the little genius can't shoot with an outstanding dinked finish in of the underside of the bar.

Half time came, comfortably leading, playing well, all seemed well and good. Even changed channel at half time to catch up with forgotten son Robbie Keane such was my sunny disposition. Scottish football really is cack so went and made a sandwich instead. It was delicious.

Although 2-0 lead against Everton had an ominous ring to it, everything seemed to be going well so these feelings washed over me with expectations of continued dominance of possession and beautiful football. Also it may be denial, years of supporting Spurs I really should know better by now.

With Hudd getting injured early in the second half saw the swagger leave the pitch with him. Panic and uncertainty ensued conceding possession on numerous occasions probably highlights Huddlestone's growing importance to the team. Hoping the injury doesn't keep him out for too long.

Gomes wasn't having the best of days with crosses and set pieces which saw Everton score a mess of one. Yakubu poking one in after a catalogue of errors. Our formerly derided keeper has been outstanding for us this season so off games like today’s should be anticipated as with any other keeper. Commentator's ludicrously bringing up his previous form without acknowledging the consistency he has proved shows how blinkered and pointless their views are.

Second half held very few highlights and was watched more through my fingers, than enjoyed especially when Donovan showed how American's really play soccerball by missing a sitter, however Spurs emerged victorious on a day when they usually would have dropped points. Dawson's dominance at the back in no small way helped us over the finish line.

A good three points should douse any outside shot of Everton pipping fourth and see's us with back to back wins. More of these going into April will only see our confidence flourish. However allowing them back into the match so willingly highlights continuing weakness of our mentality and must improve if we are to grasp Champions League football.

In other news a ref bottled it in a cup final involving United...no surprises there and best wishes to Aaron Ramsey. Whatever the shirt a young player is wearing doesn't matter when it comes to a hideous injury such as his. I wish him all the best and hope the vastly gifted Welshman makes a speedy recovery

Peace