We just fell apart after the first goal. Every time we got the ball we gave it away. Some of it was good Spurs pressure, a lot of it was just really piss poor play and players not taking responsibility.
Of course with my new smar****ch and recent (4 successive season now) apathy towards getting all worked up, my pulse remained a constant 71 BPM.
I only watched the first 40 minutes which I would describe as 'fairly even with Spurs probably edging it' despite the fact that our recent 350k a week signing and Mikkie seemed to both be playing far below their ability. As I left the house I thought to myself 'if we get to halftime 0-0 we'll be in with a chance as we have to get better'.
I thought so too. It's like you were in my head like a frikkin carwash.