I think we can safely say that the honeymoon is well and truly over. King Ramos is no longer an incongruous, swarthy figure sitting in seat where our lovable Dutch mate used to sit. It’s no longer a momentary jolt to see Ramos, Gus and the other one egging on the team from the sidelines and it has to be admitted that there have been very encouraging signs in terms of performances. Wham away we would have lost under Jol but Ramos had us fighting back those mockney dogs and we should have gone on and won the game if Defoe knew how to take a penalty. The following game, Aalborg at home, Ramos displayed his tactical nouce and dragged Spurs kicking and screaming to a victory when all seemed lost at half time. Skipping past the Birmingham result (sunk by another wonder goal) we trashed a previously undefeated at Eastlands Man Citeh and then pulled of a stunning result and performance against Portsmouth away. It’s only now things have tailed off but we were always going to lose to the vermin (or any other ‘top four’ team) and anyway, we had the destruction of Fulham to ease the pain.

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