Oh please, we have enough fevered egos in our stadium every year with Norbert, Arteta and Fraudiola, why would we need to add yet another one?
Todd Kline has resigned - and joined Chelsea. This is the guy recruited for one job - to secure the naming rights to the stadium. He failed! He's out! But to fall that far.......
He can help them to generate enough money so that they can sack Pochettino. They can't do it without getting into FFP **** right now, apparently!
He has presided over a massive increase in our commercial income though and Levy has said that part of that was an unexpected effect of the branding strength of it remaining Tottenham Hotspur Stadium.
Well, that's something learned tonight. I stand corrected But it's still bloody funny that he has ended up at that basket case of a club
Looks good tbf, haven’t been karting for a couple of years but it’s a good thing to do and will bring in money to the club and good for the area.
If you had a morally sound Lewis Hamilton (rather than a tax-avoiding gobsh*te) , the amount of PR he could do by committing to regularly do personal sessions there is immense.
Karting is for small, wiry types...or everything that I'm not. Also, I can't stand heights, don't care for stadium gigs and can't locate The Cheese Room. So, the stadium's impressive 'added value activities' aren't getting my hard earned pennies. Any chance of a Punk Rock and MV Agusta Museum, Daniel?
I'm of a "similar build" but love karting, always come in last though for some reason.. Also, for my 60th a few years back did the Darewalk with my son and the bugger made me do the leap! To be fair it was pretty good and a fabulous view from the top.....
A bunch of us did a 6 hour go kart relay race for a mates "stag do" the youngest was 48 and the rest of us all in our 60s , the last one to bed that night was the 48 yr old and that was because he waited up for his Mrs to deliver his heart tablets that he had left behind , he made it to bed at 10.30 the rest of us were totally bollocked after dinner and a couple of beers , next morn we could hardly walk after the battering our knees and legs took It was like a episode of Last Of The Summers Wine on Statins and pain killers