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While he was quick to praise the “real spirit and character” his team showed as they squeaked past Coventry City by the skin of their collective pearly-whites in Fizzy Cup on Wednesday, it’s difficult to imagine that Ange Postecoglou was particularly pleased with what he saw from his Tottenham side. And while what’s said in the dressing room tends to stay in the dressing room, it’s not difficult to imagine him having gone berko as he chucked a traditional Australian wobbly at the assorted boofheads, bludgers and drongos who had so nearly left him looking like a flamin’ galah. Just last Sunday, following his side’s defeat at the hands of Arsenal, Big Ange became a little impatient with an interviewer who seemed to be questioning his team’s ability to emulate previous clubs he has managed by winning trophies during his second season in charge.

Ciao and Godspeed then, Totò Schillaci! Everyone in Ireland (and several other countries too, no doubt) cursed your shooting-star brilliance at Italia ‘90. But how could we begrudge you when your radiant smile lit up the screen? Even the ‘[Eff] Schillaci’ T-shirts that soon appeared in Dublin that summer (and later in Roddy Doyle novels) were only funny because you were held in such warm esteem. You brought joy to all of us who loved the drama of football, and yes, as you hoped, your memory will linger around the world long after you’re gone. Thanks for the very fondly held memories, Signore Schillaci” – Justin Kavanagh.

The latest Knowledge on failures being marked by open-top bus parades (yesterday’s Still Want More, full email edition) could have gone back even further. You’re made of sterner stuff than hardman goalie Iam McFaul if you’re not moved by this. Can you imagine the scenes on Tyneside if we ever actually won something again?” – JD Laux.

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