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Irrelevant. Players can only play official games for two different teams over the course of a season.

Should've scored four or five, fell to pieces in the last fifteen minutes. All the subs made us worse. Shame. Thought we were really good until Dibling and Fernandes went off.

Can't argue with the clean sheet - and well deserved; the defence knuckled down and did the basics without overcomplicating things. Wood actually looks a half decent prospect. Going forward we were atrocious, though. As bad as I can remember. There was just nothing there. It's been a bit of a running joke all season that our entire attack rests on the shoulders of an 18 year old, but it really feels that way. Armstrong and Archer were complete passengers. The midfield couldn't pass water. I'm not sure Ivan will be doing cartwheels tonight looking at the resources available to him. If he really wants to play with energy, pace, aggression and physicality there's fuck all of that about.

Our track record with Croatians isn't great... But good luck to Ivan the hopefully not terrible.

Can't tip shit out of a bucket. Burn it down.

Regardless of our shiteness, Spurs are absolutely there for the taking. Aside from playing like crap, they have one fit centre back (3rd choice), and both defensive midfielders suspended. If we can't manage a shot on goal, burn the stadium down and retire the club.

Another philosophy nonce who doesn't think he has to adhere to the basics of football because he's got a vision getting thoroughly found out. We can turn Spurs over next up. They haven't got any fit centre backs. Might have to radically alter our tactical approach to include shooting, though.

The damage will look worse because they cut him out of the car. And if it's a Ferrari it might be left hand drive. Hopefully.

Dropped into a shit show that he clearly wasn't ready for with us, but he's doing brilliantly at Reading. Kept them up last season in spite of points deductions, transfer embargoes, and a team made up of youth players and bits found in a skip. And now they're in the play off places - and above legend in his own lunchbox Nathan Jones' Charlton. Fair play. He may well be destined for better things. Nice bloke as well.

Honestly, we'll probably do okay. City have looked quite poor this season (for them) - they move the ball even slower and more predictably than we do. Wolves defended very comfortably against them the other day, before succumbing to a last gasp set piece. It'll probably be similar to the Arsenal game - we'll hang in there for a while, maybe start thinking an unlikely result is on the cards, and then lose 3-1. It won't be a cricket score.

Wasn't Clapham our set piece coach for about two months in the final throes of Hasenhuttl?

Flying V makes it sound a lot more dynamic than it was: a clogged U-bend.

Primera Liga is Portugal. Iraola managed in La Liga in Spain. First got Rayo Vallecano promoted, then finished 11th in one of the strongest leagues in the world. Also led two different teams to the Spanish Cup semi finals. It's pretty disingenuous to paint him has some random nobody plucked from obscurity. Leeds had previously tried to sign him when they were still in the Premier League.

Because he finally had surgery on the injury that the experts on this board were confidently claiming he was faking when he was with us.

Trying to make head or tail of last night's tactics. All I can imagine is that Russell had too long to think about the game - and therefore his own genius - and so came up with that fucking nonsense. He couldn't help it. It's his calling. Superpower, some might say. Him. Leaning back in his posturepedic pleather office chair on Friday, both hands behind his head, a chuckle to himself, and "you've only bloody reinvented football again, Rusty." Two midfielders as strikers were simultaneously a hindrance to our attacking threat yet offered no extra cover for our defence. It was absolutely futile. Literally pointless. "I hope they remember to thank me."