Van der Vaart’s Going Nowhere

Panic over, dearest reader. Pop the cross-bow back its cabinet; unplug the toaster that’s dangling precariously over your morning bath. It turns out we’re going to be alright after all. And all that was required to peel back the fog and let some sunshine back into our lives was to win one of them there bloody football matches. I can’t believe we didn’t think of it earlier. Those of you with an ear for detail would have heard that it was our first victory at Anfield for 18 years. Only one of four in the last hundred (years). That’s too long a wait, if you ask me. Even for the most patient of fan, that’s some stretch. And for me, someone who often hasn’t even got enough staying power to finish his own-

Rafael Van der Vaart gave us considerably more reasons to cheer this week by declaring that the colour he’ll be wearing next term will almost certainly be that of Lilywhite. And I’m not talking about Preston North End. Yesterday he spoke in The Mirror. And then, after practising what he was going to say in that, spoke to one of the daily newspapers, too:

*guffaw*

“I won’t be looking to leave Tottenham to play in the Champions League. I have only been here one year. I have enjoyed my year and we will see what next season will bring.”

Good on him, I say. Now just Modric, Bale and few others to tie down and we could be in for a relatively stress-free summer. Right?

Guys?

**The winner of the much coveted Seattle Sounders t-shirt is a Mr. Dan Robertshaw off of London. Well Done, Dan!**