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Issue 29 Spring 2006
  CONTENTS

  Two Way Traffic? 3

  News in Brief 4

  Letters 6

  Porn Again 8

  Straight to the Point 10

  Springtime for Jules 11

  Fairtrade 12

  Think Global... Act N16 12

  Round the Bend 16  

  The Round House 16

  Market Forces 18

  Broader than Broadway 19   

  Stokey Press Watch 20

  Every Breath You Take 21

  Stoking the Pudding 22

  Arts & Entertainment 24

  Local Music 26

  Daniel Defoe 30

  Queen of Stokey 30

  Open Mic 31

  From a Small Tent in Cuba 32

  You Get Me? 33

  Church Street Trader 34

  Farmers' Market 35

   A Singular man 36

  Looking for Pete 37

  Just Over the Border 38

  Blue Riband 39
  Comedy Candy 39
  Wine 40
  Bagloads of Compost 40
  View from the Lane 41
  Boy in the Clock End 42
  Xword 42

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The View from the Lane

By Nick Griffith

I’m beginning to understand why supporters of even the top-placed teams still manage to moan. It’s fun! Here Spurs are, clinging grimly to that fourth place (at the time of writing, it should be hastily noted) – thanks purely to the inconsistency of the teams below us – and the bravado is fading.

I managed to be in France when we drew with Sunderland. France – you know! It’s the big bit below us. Where Arsenal’s Mummies and Daddies live. (Your Boy in the Clock End’s England dig cut to the quick, last issue.) And I had the misfortune to witness the Wigan 2-2. Not one of our players had a decent game. That we scraped the draw was undeserved, if happily accepted. Wigan’s players offer all the glamour of a wet-weekend fish supper with Jade Goody and partner, yet they were all over us for 90 minutes, while we hoofed long balls over to Mido on the left because he’s quite tall. At last we have a skilful, ever-expanding midfield. So let’s use it.

I don’t buy that Euro-nerves excuse. There are still eleven games to go, almost a third of a season. It looked to me like an over-indulgence in self-belief and the devaluing of a tenacious opposition. We have to show no mercy to weaker sides, yet Spurs sides had so often sat casually back, scraping the draw or, not irregularly, losing. This season started hearteningly enough. It looked like Martin Jol had talked the players around their commitment issues. Then we lost away to West Brom, gave away a two-goal lead to Leicester in the FA Cup, only drew with a crap Villa side…

We’ve got Chelsea away coming up, from which we’re unlikely to see a host of points, and Man U then Arsenal in quick succession towards the end of the season. But it’s the five games in between, against Birmingham, West Brom, Newcastle, Man City and Everton, that will determine our success. We could – and have to – win them all.
I know it’s defeatist, but I’d happily see us win a Uefa place rather than Champions League, where I suspect we’d be rabbits caught in headlights, give us a chance to gain in experience and build. Provided that we finish above Arsenal.

I’d happily watch us win a place in Crufts, Small Dogs Answering to the Name of Cyrus division, if we finish above Arsenal. We’re currently five points ahead, but it could have been far fewer, had the Gunners not started pleading for woolly mittens every time a coach took them north of Watford.

That Highbury clash looks tantalising, but I’m making no predictions.


 
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