Come on you Spurs!

Well; it was magnificent

Being at Wembley for the Cup final on Sunday was certainly one of the best experiences I have ever had, I was so fortunate to have obtained tickets for the game.

Football is about emotion and nothing else can generate so many different emotions in you like a football can. When the final whistle finally went yesterday for me it was a euphoric mixture of elation and relief; it was such a rush. I’ve never hugged so many complete strangers before.

Our seats we good enough, hell I would have sat anywhere. We were in the Spurs end, in the corner in front section but in the second from last row of the front section. So we had a decent view of the pitch though the second tier of seats was just over our head and I much prefer to be out in the open so you can see all around the stadium. In any case, we had tickets and that meant we had a lot of jealous friends.

The Spurs fans were brilliant, so much noise, so many songs, so much enthusiasm. Chelsea fans, who are the scum of the earth, were pretty pathetic. We hardly heard a peep from them the whole game and the Spurs fans certainly let Chelsea know we thought their support was not very good.

Spurs started brightly and were the better team of the first half. They had plenty of chances on goal and really should have taken the lead. But as can often happen when you don’t capitalise on your possession; the opposition took the lead. Spurs had already given away 2 free kicks just outside their own box and the third one they gave away gave Chelsea the lead. Robinson lined up his wall and then for some reason stood behind it instead of to his left and Drogba found the net. Robinson should have positioned himself better and he really should have made the save.

It stayed 1-0 until half time and the disappointment was starting to sift in; Spurs had dominated most of the possession but Chelsea were in the lead. Chelsea, who are the scum of the earth; are difficult to break down and often don’t relinquish the lead once they have taken it. They play negative football, trying to squeeze the life out of the game. Spurs weren’t out of it and as long as they kept their heads up they had every chance of getting a goal.

Juande Ramos is proving to be a master tactician. With his previous club Seville, he won 5 out of 5 cup finals. His half time chat obviously worked as Spurs took the game to Chelsea again in the second half. He soon made a substitution which changed Spurs’s shape a little; it gave them more room to attack and exploited Chelsea’s weaknesses. Spurs continued to play the better football and were rewarded after 70mins when Wayne Bridge handled the ball in the penalty area. The linesman spotted it and signalled to the ref who awarded the penalty. Berbatov stepped up to take the kick, in front of the Tottenham fans, most of whom were openly praying for it to go in. Spurs fans have been desperate for a trophy for so long and here was the chance to get back into the game; this was pressure! Berbatov though is coolness personified. He took a slow run up, waited for the keeper to go one way and stroked the ball into the other side of the net. In the circumstances, it was the best penalty I have ever seen taken. I am getting goose bumps thinking about it now.

Spurs were back in it and they deserved to be. Come on You Spurs! The Spurs fans raised the decibels, while the Chelsea fans (who are the scum of the earth) hardly said a word. It was pretty tense, I can’t tell you how nervous I was. Spurs had a chance to win it on 80 mins when Zokora was clean through, he shot straight at Cech and then blazed the rebound over the bar, it should have been 2-1 and how we wished it was Berbatov in on goal instead of our holding midfielder. Cech kept Chelsea in it with 2 more smart saves before it ended up 1-1 at full time.

So 30 mins of extra time was to be played. I wasn’t sure my heart was up to it! After 3 minutes though Spurs made the breakthrough. A free kick was floated in and Woodgate went up for it, Cech came off his line and punched the ball but managed only to punch it straight into Woodgate’s face; it hit him and went into the net. It was fortunate but it was no more than Spurs deserved. It was the go ahead goal and it was pandemonium in the Spurs end. The next 30 mins were utterly, utterly excruciating, the longest half hour of my life, I just wanted the game to end! Spurs just had to hold on and the cup was ours. Chelsea finally started to play football and threw everything they had at Spurs; but Spurs repelled everything. Robinson justified his inclusion in the team when he made a smart save to deny Kalou an equaliser right at the death. He hadn’t really had much to do in the game but he pulled it out when it mattered. They played 2 and a half minutes of stoppage time at the end of the first period of extra time and then at the end of the second period of extra time, when we thought it was going to be over; they played another three and a half minutes of stoppage time. This is the equivalent of 10 and a half minutes in a normal half!! It took years off my life.

The whistle finally went and I won’t experience a high like that many times in my life. It was just an amazing moment for Spurs and all the fans who have waited 9 years since Spurs’s last trophy, yet come so close in that time.

Some of the Chelsea players (who are the scum of the earth) argued with the referee after the whistle and their attitude to losing was a disgrace. They have received widespread condemnation in the press for being bad losers and their poor sportsmanship in general. Chelsea are scum, their fans are scum, they are scum.

It has been widely agreed that Spurs deserved to win; that they showed more determination and tried to play better football than their opponents. Ramos has been praised for his tactics especially in the second half to bring Spurs back into the game. Spurs thoroughly deserved the trophy; it may not be regarded as prestigious as the FA cup but Spurs had to beat Manchester City in the quarter final, Arsenal in the semi final and Chelsea in the final so it certainly hasn’t been easy.

It was amazing to be there and be a part of it; it’s something I will never forget. I have been on a high ever since and I still am (can’t you tell?)

Come on you Spurs!