Events of the past 48 hours have managed to obscure the very important midweek fixture facing us tonight. Welcome to the harsh and unforgiving world of football management, Ryan – and the very best of luck with it: you’re a Spur and you know you are! With all the stuff going on (not least at WHL) my head turned towards Leonard Cohen (yes, I know, I was that miserable!). So I took the chance to take a look at the news as well as the match. For 24 hours, my support for Spurs hung in the balance. It remains damaged. But I’ll try to get the best out of it while it’s there. Ah we're drinking and we're dancing ’cos the ESL’s not happening and belated football wisdom’s running high. And my own beloved Tott’nam (“Oh the fans! We’d quite forgott’n’em!”) are realising why their kite won’t fly. And, though they played the game like bankers, they were just some greedy w*nkers who tried to fiddle something like a crime. All the fans’ clubs told them to f*ck off and the players dared to speak out lots, so the plan was found, but quickly lost - there’s still hell to pay when the hooha stops: it's CLOSING TIME! Yeah the fans’ clubs etc We were Poch fans, and romantic, but our Dan was going frantic and the ENIC crew were crying, "Where's the cups?" And the trophy shelf was naked and it seemed we’d never make it - a volcano that was waiting to erupt. So we started then to stagger slipping down the PL ladder till our Poch’s style seemed sadly less sublime. And I swear it happened just like this: a misplaced pass, a glaring miss; the fans who loved him budged and flinched, and with a speed that made us wince came CLOSING TIME! and I swear it happened etc So ENIC did their duty but Mourinho’s not the remedy: he was in it for the trophy haul and I bit my tongue politely there were some thought he’s a god (not me!) - declaring, declaring, declaring that his style was good football. So he managed Spurs and made a mess and I’m glad he’s gone - there's nothing left but sorrow and a sense of wasted time. Now I feel I’ve seen the Spurs get wrecked and I really care what happens next! Feels like freedom (an escape from death!) and what we have just seen, I guess: HIS CLOSING TIME! ’Cos I feel I’ve seen etc Yeah we're drinking and we're dancing Ryan Mason’s really happening and we’ll see a new beginning Wednesday night, when my own beloved Tott’n’am play to show just what they’ve gotinem! And we’ll even see the back four keeping tight! Then I’ll lift my glass to the dawn of truth when we play with zeal and we trust in Youth: attacking play is truly not a crime! And then Bale scores once (Son goes close twice) - it’s a win for the Spurs as the Saints get sliced! So the team head back to PL heights - and we shall celebrate tonight - Till CLOSING TIME! And then Bale scores once etc It’s CLOSING TIME Oh the fans’ clubs, etc It's CLOSING TIME! So the plan was found etc It's CLOSING TIME! I swear it happened etc It's CLOSING TIME! The fans who loved him, etc It’s CLOSING TIME! So he managed Spurs, etc It’s CLOSING TIME! But I fear the Spurs could still get wrecked By Mourinho’s work and the Super Six. Prediction: Spurs 1 Southampton 0 Scorers: Bale Cheers, Spurf!