Ooh, vorarephilia. What's eating me? A big wolfy, prolly. I'm everyone's favorite chew-toy.

Tottenham did have a sniff of goal when Defoe's drilled cross just eluded his strike partner at the far post but their best effort came early in the second half when Ryan Fredericks cut in from the right before firing into the side netting.

I wonder at those , that will assume a knowledge of all ; they are unwisely ashamed of an ignorance , which is not disgracive

a big-tushed dancer.