guiltyparty
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- Sep 21, 2005
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As a bit of catharsis after yesterday's result, I've been trawling through some greatest Spurs moments on YouTube and came across Hoddle's ridiculous, "make the defence disappear" goal against Oxford in 87. Sure, there are better goals – christ, Hoddle's scored better goals himself – but this was a life-changing goal.
At that point, altho a football "fan" by proxy (I was seven years old and male with a die-hard Spurs family, so had little choice in the matter), I still thought the actual playing of football was a bit dull, nowhere near as fun as The Beano at least, and was more interested in the kits and collecting shiny Panini foil badges than anything actually happening on the pitch.
I'd been to White Hart Lane for the first time to watch us scrape a terrible 1-0 win over Man City (a pre-Spurs bashing Graham Roberts did the honours) the previous year and, I think, had been such a pain in the arse my dad didn't take me again for fear of throttling me as I asked what was happening every two seconds in my typical, inquisitive way.
Then one day on telly, round my dad's, this happened…
…and I shut the hell up and finally understood. This wasn't like ordinary, dull football. This was Spurs, and it was magical. Defenders literally fell at Hoddle's feet, as if blinded by his magnificence (him buggering off to Monaco shortly mattered little to me then). It's also why I'll always have a soft spot for Spurs in all white.
So that's mine – but what was the moment that hooked you in?
At that point, altho a football "fan" by proxy (I was seven years old and male with a die-hard Spurs family, so had little choice in the matter), I still thought the actual playing of football was a bit dull, nowhere near as fun as The Beano at least, and was more interested in the kits and collecting shiny Panini foil badges than anything actually happening on the pitch.
I'd been to White Hart Lane for the first time to watch us scrape a terrible 1-0 win over Man City (a pre-Spurs bashing Graham Roberts did the honours) the previous year and, I think, had been such a pain in the arse my dad didn't take me again for fear of throttling me as I asked what was happening every two seconds in my typical, inquisitive way.
Then one day on telly, round my dad's, this happened…
…and I shut the hell up and finally understood. This wasn't like ordinary, dull football. This was Spurs, and it was magical. Defenders literally fell at Hoddle's feet, as if blinded by his magnificence (him buggering off to Monaco shortly mattered little to me then). It's also why I'll always have a soft spot for Spurs in all white.
So that's mine – but what was the moment that hooked you in?
