Match Report: Spurs 0 Brighton 1 (back to Spursy?)

Match Report: Spurs 0 Brighton 1 (back to Spursy?)

The only good thing I  can say about today's game was that we had to rely on another team (Southampton) to do us a favour and halt Woolwich Arse. But all that achieved – apart from giving us a breathing space – was that United (who beat Norwich) switched places with them. Now United have the same points as Woolwich, and both are three points below us (we also have a better goal difference).

I thought we would expel "Spursy" from our midst, but our team returned to type and allowed Brighton to get that extra goal and humiliate us (and themselves).

Yes, Woolwich missed the chance to move level on points with fourth-placed us, as Southampton won at St Mary's to perpetrate a third successive defeat on Mikel Arteta's hapless Wanderers.

Leandro Trossard's late goal gave Brighton a good win that dealt a blow to our hopes of finishing in the top four.

Thoughts

Trossard got into Hugo's area in the final minute of normal time before producing a fine finish past our goalkeeper.

Steven Bergwijn then missed a chance to equalise at the start of stoppage time - one of our side's rare opportunities.

Graham-Harry Potter's side enjoyed the better of a first-half where we looked sluggish despite not having played for nearly a week. After we appeared to improve in the second half, we were undone by poor defending and fine skill from Trossard.

We didn't look anything like the side that came into the game on a run of four consecutive wins -which had started with a 2-0 victory at Brighton and in which they had scored 14 goals and conceded just two.

Kane and Son were easily handled by Brighton, with Son not managing a shot on target until nearly an hour in - with an effort that was comfortably blocked in the Brighton area. We were slow out of the blocks, and while we were more fired up after the break, we lacked the sharpness required to unlock the Brighton defence.

If we had won, we would have created a six points gap between Woolwich and United. A great opportunity passed us by.

We face Liverpool on 7 May and then Woolwich five days later in games that could decide whether we play in the Champions League next season or not.

Our next match is against Christian Ericksen's Brentford, who won today (beating Watford 2-1). After that, Leicester City at home, followed by Liverpool, Woolwich, Burnley and then Norwich, the last game of the season.

All I can do is shake my head. The more the game went on, the more I saw Brighton scoring. And score they did. "Spursy" returns to the fold once again.

If we are going to get a top-four spot, it will be down to us (partly) and the misfortunate of our rivals.

Because it was an early kick-off, I left at 6.45 (no Mel today), and I got to the ground at 8.50. When the rest of our group arrived, the optimism was high, but it quickly deteriorated as the game went on. Now we just sit and wait for next week. We are now just twiddling our thumbs, hoping that our team get their heads out of their arses and quickly get back on track.

On another note; Janette watched the game on TV, and even from the comfort of her own home, things didn't look any better. She had the added benefit – or misfortune – of action replays that liked to take a microscopic look at our embarrassments. And the commentators dissecting our inadequacies. God knows who suffered the most? The poor saps at the ground, or the wise goddess watching from the comfort of her own home, and who had the remote control at her fingertips! If life was only that simple!

At least it stopped the Woolwich drones from taking the piss; they had other things to worry about.

COYS!