Correct. You need someone who has £5b spare and doesn't require any sort of return on it other than football success.
It's incredibly simple. We want better management. In the last few years,we’ve pissed £700m away on mediocrity and a bunch of coaches who have been ill-suited and/or ill equipped to do anything but fail... ...and there's no sign that the board have a single idea how to stop the rot. Fans pay the highest prices for poor management and steadily worsening results. Boo!
We don`t need £500m to make a difference, just a chairman with half an idea about football, some scouts who know what they are doing and some sporting ambition from the top will do.
Or, if you prefer, count the people looking pissed off that they're stuck behind the attention-seeking twats again
It's not the 1960s any more. Every club has data on every player in 100s of leagues. The best ones are well known and generally go to the clubs with most money. Of you have the sixth most money then you will generally have the sixth best team and will rarely win anything. This is true everywhere.
I cannot recall which thread it was on, but remember talk about Brennan Johnson being like Deli. The **** he is! Johnson is not a bad lad and has a knack for scoring a few goals, but he is no Deli. Not even close! https://www.facebook.com/share/r/1ABQDduEBg/
But that's some collection of goals.... headers, long range strikes, overhead kicks, tricks and flicks.... the lad had everything! Such a waste - just hope he is in a better place now.
IMHO that is the problem as I have long stated. Uncle Joe has very little personally riding on Spurs attaining PL/CL glory. I do ponder how Levy might operate if Uncle Joe departs this world.
I find myself surprised by people being stressed by watching football but it does explain the anger exhibited by a few on here.
...or you've not lived the lives they/we have? To some, football is everything...or very close to it. Not everyone comes from a place where there is love, support and care. I've had some of that experience. Football and Punk became everything - good and bad. Whilst I've been lucky to find happiness in other things subsequently, my teenage self is still identifiable in my response to what I loved then...and I mean LOVED. So, for me, going to the match was a participation event, not an entertainment. I was ecstatic and hopeful and miserable and despairing and angry (not racist or homophobic). I could no more keep silent and politely appreciative than I could fly there and back...I'm not sure if I could have changed, even if I wanted to, which I never did. Vive la difference! It's what makes the world go round.
