Okay, then, another football post despite promising otherwise - because, well, just because, it's my blog and I'll defy if I want to.Non-Spurs supporters, feel free to surf away now, but fellow fans, feel free to plug the speakers in, click the mouse here, and enjoy...
It's not quite the footage montage broadcast over the Jumbotron on Sunday evening, soundtracked by Can't Smile Without You, somehow one of several unofficial anthems adopted by the Spurs support on their travels, but the combination of soundtrack and action - well, it works for me...
Yes, the goals, the celebrations, the tussles are so cherishable, I'm even feeling fond towards a Joe Cocker power ballad (it's "Have A Little Faith In Me", on this video). Marvellous scenes indeed...
Champions League or Uefa Cup, que sera sera. But whatever happens, this season has been a joy - especially after the years of incompetence and frustration, when the Sun sub-editors would reached for the cracked cockerel graphic almost as often as a crowbarred-in Sky TV plug...
Carrick, Keano, Robbo, JJ, the snarling Pitbull, the wonderboy after whom our second-placed pub quiz team was tonight named ("Imagine, Lennon for England..." - naff, I know, but it's the thought that counts...) Even bit-part players such as poor The Jolster, Jermain and new boy Barnard (apparently he was swanking it out on the town Sunday night, surrounded by a bevy of new-found female admirers - and fair play to him, after a superb second-half arrival...)
The job's not yet finished, lads. And we haven't actually won anything.
But we're on the up. And we're enjoying life again - exhilirating and tense and challenging and fun.
What else do you need...?
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