Back To Wembley

Spurs came with the advantage of a goal lead but were blown away by the raucous Anfield atmosphere and the brilliance of the Liverpool team. In the end, I think Spurs went home glad it wasn’t more than four.  The Dutch Masters [those on and off the pitch] dominated the game, our Magyar looked supreme and then there was the Egyptian King. The rest of them did okay as well. Another Wembley trip and another game to fit in. Ah well.