No clever analogies. No apologetic conclusions. No player ratings. No vblog. No Twitter tirade. No attempt to rationalise or excuse. No call for redemption. No hyperbole. No 10,000 word rhetoric. No banter and definitely no positive outlook. No war cry, no satire and no no no philosophical mind hug.

No nothing.

Just two remaining games. 

Win them both Tottenham or this season ends up in a shallow grave, body twitching.