A very small minority of Spurs supporters living somewhere north of dreamsville provided their timely opinion after the loss to Juve, saying that we bottled it. I’m not sure why they used the word ‘we’ because they certainly have no affiliation with the THFC family.
I can’t help feeling that their opinion had been rehearsed for several weeks and they just couldn’t wait for the opportunity to share it. After all, Spurs had been undefeated in their previous seventeen games and it was blatantly obvious to anyone with the slightest knowledge of how football works that such a run should continue for at least another year or two. But it didn’t continue because Spurs bottled it!
I can imagine how these supporters followed every recent game, drooling uncontrollably at the thought Spurs might lose and they could spout their superior knowledge, only to be doomed to disappointment and depression time and time again as Spurs obstinately refused to lose. Rather inconsiderate of them, really, don’t you think?
I’m intrigued by the definition ‘bottlers’. Are some supporters so blinded by their rose-tinted glasses, or brain-affected by their thunderous happy-clapping, that they can’t think straight. Does all the crapola in their head manifest itself in a brain-fart when they open their mouth after their team drops a point or three?
Okay, I’m a cynic and a negative minded supporter. I admit it. I expect Spurs to drop points and lose games. Shameful, but true. It’s just the way I am. I’m trying to be more like the true supporters. Those supporters who react faster than a speeding bullet when it comes down to, well …. downing Spurs. True supporters; the ones who put all their eggs in the greenhouse before burning their broth at both ends … or something like that. True supporters who understand that football is all about winning and that no team should ever lose …. no matter which side of the half-way line they start the game on. True supporters who understand that both teams should win a football match. I wish I could think so clearly.
Then again, sometimes I get these moments of uncanny insight. You know, really scary moments when I think long runs of being undefeated do actually outweigh that one game a team loses at the end of it.
But what do I know?