What the fudge is going on at White Hart Lane??!

Having started the season with their usual optimism, plus more, Spurs’ fans have had to endure what is now Tottenham’s worst start to a league season ever.

Yes, congratulations Daniel Levy… congratulations Damien Comolli… congrats Juande Ramos, Gus Poyet, the entire coaching staff, the entire playing staff, the medical team, and whoever else is on the books at White Hart Lane – you have played your part in masterminding Tottenham Hotspur’s ***worst ever start to a league season***. From now on, when Spurs have a bad start to a season, the pundits and statisticians will no longer say, ‘Oh, it’s their worst start since 1956’, ‘their worst start since 1920’, or ‘since 1904’. No, from this year on they will say, ‘It’s their worst start since…well, 2008’. Right now, that doesn’t have much impact, but in fifty years, perhaps sixty or eighty, if Spurs have a terrible start to a league season, it will be compared to this infamous year – and I will bore my grandchildren with stories of this sordid time in Tottenham Hotspur history.

Well done everyone, well done indeed!!!

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Heading into the weekend, only teams punished for being in administration have fewer points in the Football League – and only Spurs and Grimsby have failed to record a league win. I have to say, that from my perspective as a Spurs fan, the whole thing has got increasingly comical. For the last few games, the losses and torrid performances have not bothered me all that much, instead I am finding myself more and more fascinated, intrigued and awestruck at the sheer spectacle of it all. And we are not just bad, we are a circus. In the last two games we’ve had three sendings off, conceded three penalties (one of which was a true circus act by goalkeeper Heurelho Gomes), and gone down with little more than a whimper. There were some positive flashes in the first half at Stoke, but I really am looking for scraps. On the pitch, we look more leaderless than a herd of Welsh sheep marauding aimlessly around the Brecon Beacons without their sheepdog. The phrase “headless chickens” comes to mind.

And the scary thing is that there doesn’t seem to be an end in sight. Perhaps we will win on Sunday against Bolton, but after that we have Arsenal and Liverpool. So while I could write a 1000 words trying to explain which, in my view, of the many things that have gone wrong is the root cause of the problem, I don’t really see the point. Rather, I’ll just say “well done” to Jonathan Woodgate for coming out and blaming some people (click here for audio or here for text), actually showing publicly some anger and annoyance at the situation, which is more than we’ve seen from Juande or Gus, or Daniel or Damien.

It is absolutely astonishing.

Simon