The Twitch is Back
Hypocrisy in England remains rife. Harry Redknapp has done to Portsmouth what Russell Brand has done to Georgina Baillie, yet you don’t have humourless right-wing-rag reading idiots trying to get him sacked from his job.
Admittedly, Harry didn’t ring up the grandparents of all the Pompey fans who he’s impaled - but that’s because he lacks any genuine style.
Redknapp polarises opinion amongst the supporters – some dislike him, others can’t stand him.
The good people of Portsmouth made their feelings clear when Harry returned to receive his Freedom of the City award. It was the worst reception since I tried to watch Setanta during a light shower.
Redknapp somehow manages to maintain friendships in the media. He even managed to get his son a job on Sky, even though Jamie’s vocabulary consists of three words: “Brilliant, great and triffic.”
Harry may have erred by leaving the South Coast for London, where every park bench is occupied by an alcoholic vagrant. You won’t find some old scrote greedily enjoying the contents of a brown paper bag in Portsmouth - well not any more.
Anders Svensson has been mooted as Harry’s first signing at White Hart Lane. The Swede played under Redknapp at Southampton, so it wouldn’t be a great surprise to see Harry take back Anders.
In a move that will enrage the Pompey faithful, the twitchy manager has made it clear that he intends to poach their best players. Crouch, James and Campbell, they’re all going to miss Defoe.
Tony Adams must be banging his head against a brick wall. Luckily, he’s softened it up with his motor.
Pompey should have appointed Sam Allardyce, as it would have been a seamless transition. Big Sam and Dirty Harry definitely think alike.
Harry has always been a controversial character. Not too long ago, the filth stormed his mansion as part of the corruption in football investigation. The case has gone cold since, probably because the Old Bill are too busy dealing with Sol Campbell’s hurt feelings.
I could have been a copper myself. I passed the medical, and my ability to stand upright ensured I passed the IQ test: I just didn’t want to spend my time taking phone calls from bigoted Daily Mail readers about a Russell Brand gag.
On a brighter note, this will be Harry’s last job in football - just like his last three. I’m definitely telling the truth when I say that Everton are worth a one point investment at 1.73 against Fulham.
