A few months ago, I did something stupid and rash. I broke up with my one true love, Tottenham Hotspur. It's something I've come to regret. I've gone back to my first love, I know i'll get some crap from some people, but that doesn't matter to me. What matters is that I realized Tottenham is the team for me.
I'm mostly writing this blog post for me. I doubt the three people who follow my blog care about this, but it's something i've been thinking about for a while and wanted to talk about.
I realized the problems I had with the team were silly and in the big picture don't matter at all. I complained about the fact some fans acted, the way some decisions were made at the club and the fact that they were constantly disappointing fans with their late-season collapses and a few other petty reasons. None of that matters though. I can put up with some stupid fans and disappointment. It's the team I love and they're worth it.
I know I shouldn't have left them in the first place, but I did and now I've come crawling back on hands and knees. Even with all the flaws, it's still the team I want. Isn't that what love is anyway? Feeling so enamored and caring so deeply about someone or something you still want to be with them despite their shortcomings and problems.
I have been a fan of the club for 13 years now. I never stopped loving them, I think I just really needed a break from them for a bit. But i'm back and ready to recommit myself to the team I love. I'm sorry for straying. I promise i'll be true from here on out, you're the team for me Tottenham,
