I don't disagree, but our average league position over the past 6 years is 8th and more importantly the football has largely been appalling. It is very difficult to feel passionate about anything as flaccid as our form since moving to the new stadium. There are 15 other clubs up against the oligarchs and blood money clubs, not just us, and I get the feeling for some their 'fan satisfaction' has generally been much higher than ours over the same period. Brighton, Brentford, Bmouth, the Toon, Villa, Palace to name a selection. That's more than a quarter of the league.
It's predominantly either United or Liverpool locally. Gooners don't feature down here thankfully (Yes, Cork have a team allegedly, but my god, they are ****! )
Our form since the move to the new stadium has been extremely mixed. Mourinho, Conte and Postecoglou all had very promising first seasons, followed by ****e. The timing of the move was also incredibly unlucky, as COVID ruined our momentum. Brighton, Brentford, Bournemouth and Palace are having their best seasons of all time. I think that their fans are entitled to be happy about that. We're not. It would take a lot for us to match the best that we've ever been. Newcastle fans are just happy that Ashley's gone. So much so that they've embraced murderers. It's a weird, isolated, delusional fanbase or a large part of it is, at least. Villa got relegated with 17 points and spent three seasons in the Championship. They barely scraped back up, then nearly went straight back down again. Good Ebening isn't perfect, but you're damn right I'd be happy with him after that ****show.
Also brings up what I always point out about the sportswashing operations: they deliberately target down on their luck clubs like Newcastle in order to create a sort of parasocial relationship between the fanbase and the owners Just look at how Forest fans came rushing to Lard Ass Hogan's defence for a similar example
Football is a funny thing. You can move house, change partners, switch jobs but once you have a club it is yours for life. I was born into a Spurs family and started supporting before we won the double so I thought we would be forever great. You knew who your manager was and most of the players were with you for years so you could name them easily - the idea of a player switching to the enemy was unthinkable (till Campbell) At Uni in 1971 I had the misfortune to be in a house with an Ars* supporter. That was painful. I still had faith and followed us religiously even if work and finances made getting to many matches was increasingly difficult. Then came the Premier era and quickly the ethos changed. Money money money - mercenary players mercenary managers and less and less feeling of love within the club seemed to dwindle. The brief Poch era stands out in the desert as for a short while you really felt we were a family again - but it did not last. I follow our results now but cannot pretend to have much of the love and enthusiasm I once had. Family illness prevents me doing much nowadays and finding time to even post here is difficult as I literally am a 24 hour a day full time carer for my wife. Despite all that in my soul I am still Spurs.
I think many of us just want to feel close to the club but you know that money is ruling the game to a greater extent than ever before. Thomas seems like a decent human being I hope he suceeds. I do try to just concentrate on the football but the distractions are there all the time. What it should be doing for you is a couple of hours of respite and that will be easier if we play decent football and can win a few games. I hope Spurs can deliver for you.
What an excellent read this thread was in the sweltering heat of Marrakesh! Yep football is a crazy thing and my wife will never understand why I used to get so worked up about it. "Used to" because as age and life catches up it has tended to become less important. Don't get me wrong I am still fortunate to be able to raid the pension every year for the season tickets and still enjoy attending, if nowadays more for the great group of people around me! Football wise the the past few years have been a bit turgid and I made the initial mistake of being sucked onto the old social media thing, although I've learned my lesson and turned most of it off. However, Tottenham is firmly embedded in our family DNA. All born and bred in the Walthamstow/Chingford area my grandad was at the 1921 final, and I still retain the "programme" or team sheet of the day. Dad was a constant at the Lane through the 60's and took me and my brother to our first game in 1970. I blame him for all the pain but at least I was able to transfer that down to both children! 25 years ago I met my wife, whose parents by chance had lived in Wood Green all their lives so supported THFC, although they lived in the Nottinghamshire/Leicestershire borders. One thing led to another and we emigrated up to the East Midlands to start a new life and family. To this day I am still known as Mr Tottenham up here surrounded by Forest fans. My son even more so as he is constantly in his Spurs top and of course his Spurs tattoo. "It's just who I am mate".
Your back story is almost exactly mine: Grandparent at the 1921 Cup Final Family all Spurs for generations Dad a Spurs regular from 1949 on. First Spurs game 1969 with dad, uncles, cousins, etc. Since the old man died in 2019 and Levy started mismanaging the club, my desire to go to matches has waned. I am sure that I will go again one day...just not quite yet. Now Levy has gone, if the new regime show that they're picking the right path, I will go back with my youngest. The eldest has zero interest in sport of any kind, but my youngest will continue the family tradition.
Same here great grand Dad, grand Dad, Dad , Me ,Son and grand son , family from Walthamstow, 1st game early 60s , took my son and grand son , youngest grandson going when old enough and my grand daughters are showing an interest , I will give them a trip to a Tottenham ladies game 1st
and then there is me born in Yorkshire no history regarding Spurs, immigrant parents, but I ended up with a Spurs FA Cup 82 final shirt due to my Dad finding it in some bargain bucket sale at the cash n carry he had gone to for his weekly shop and I became the only Spurs in amongst all the glory hunters of the 80’s supporting Livpl then the 90’s supporting United TTID
My heritage as a Tottenham fan is completely self inflicted. My dad hated football, he was born in East Ham so in many respects I am very happy that he didn't support his local team! My mother loved football in her youth and her dad took her to both Millwall and Charlton she was from Peckham. But being married to my dad and being a woman born in the 1930s who was devoted to her husband I didn't actually know about her love for football until long after I had got my interest in the game. Dad hated most sport, the only 2 sporting events I ever attended with him were Rallycross at Lydden Hill and Speedway at Canterbury Crusaders. The only time he ever set foot in a football stadium was when he was cajoled by my brothers to watch me in a charity match at the home of Ashford United when a team from the bank where I worked played the Arsenal ex pro and celebrity XI. I started supporting Spurs in 1971 aged 6 I watched us beat Villa in the league cup final (highlights on the Big Match with Brian), and I was hooked on both team and Martin Chivers my favourite player as a boy. So its just 54 years for me, strangely both brothers, also support Spurs (I am the middle one), I have inflicted 2 of my boys and 2 of my nephews are also in the brotherhood and 6 of us will be at the Villareal game tomorrow. Also 3 of my cousins all from the same East London stock also support the mighty Spurs.
My family are a bunch of bloody loonies. Yes, I am the most sensible one, of the whole lot. I'll let that sink in..... As a kid I used to pray that I was adopted, as my mother told us, from time to time. She was completely bonkers - she thought that telling us that our natural, biological parents would come and take us away, would frighten us into behaving better... ...of course it had the opposite effect and they never came. Is it too late? I'm ready...
