It's my daughter's second birthday tomorrow, so luckily the football comes a very distant second to the super awesome tea party that'll be going on at our house. You're all invited.
Spurs are flying at the moment. It's gonna take all of Bruciestactical nous to prevent an embarrassing walloping. I'll take a draw and bring em to villa park for a cold winters night and you never know. But if I see the teamsheet with Westwood and Gardner paired together I won't even bother watching it.