Wednesday 27 June 2012

Born On The First of July

Hello Tottenhamers

Muchos excitmentinados! The 1st of July is fast approaching, which means that we can start getting some commitment ink onto some legally binding paper very shortly. Word on the cyber streets is that AVB is to be named el presidente of Tottenham Hotspur v20.12 slash 13, but the identity of his posse of gringos is providing some interesting side stories.

Apologies for the fluent Spanish being spouted above. The missis made me a rather nice Mexican style breakfast this morning, and I think it’s affecting my word combobulations. And Spain are playing later. I’m so on trend.

To Spain! and it’s understood that that’s exactly where young Modders will be plying his trade next year. Jose wanted David Silva to add to the attacking luminaries currently on show, but it’s little Modders who’s now been identified as the man to come in, and in turn, make them a bit more Barcelona-ey. All that keeping possession and finding a team mate nonsense is over rated anyway. The lad’s in need of a move, and if his half-hearted efforts last season on the promise of an escape this summer were to be stone walled again, I shudder to think what we’ll get this term. Even though player part-ex deals seem to exist only in Champo 97/98, it hasn’t stopped young Sahin’s name being thrown in as part of the deal. I won’t lie, I know nothing about him beyond him being Turkish, quite promising, and having no chance of ever appearing in a Spurs shirt.

Gylfi Sigurdsson! Gylfster, Gylfo, The Big Gylf. El Glylferino. He must have impressed the newly promoted Tim Sherwood on his trips to keep an eye on young Ledley 2, Steven Caulker, as he’s poised to spurn the advances on Swansea (because Brendan Rodgers isn’t there anymore), and Liverpool (because Brendan Rodgers i…), to join AVB’s White Hart revolution. There have been quite a few Liverpool fans doing great impressions of wet hens on the Twitbox at the very idea that he should choose the Spursers over their club. Presumably they are all still discussing the Berlin wall coming down as ‘potentially good’ as well.

Aaaaaaaaand Jan Vertonghen. This one’s dragged on a bit hasn’t it? My theory is he actually signed weeks ago and it’s just a lot of chat to keep things interesting by the print media until 1st July. And by ‘interesting’, I of course mean ‘Michael Owen twitter timeline watchingly dull’. First we were stalling over a couple of mill’, then it was Ajax who were playing hardball, and now it’s Jan who’s sulking over a transfer fee percentage. It’ll be our fault again tomorrow and the deeply unpleasant merry-go-round of blame stories will continue to rotate until a bemused Jan arrives to pick his shirt up and asks why everyone looks wee wee’d off with him.

Right, I’m off to enjoy my birthday.

What? Nah, 23!, 25 at a push, but… aaaah, embarrassing. You guys are too much. Thanks, thanks very much. Cakes on Pete’s desk.

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