King Harry For England

King Harry, as he is affectionately known by supporters (or more specifically me), has reigned supreme at the Lane since taking over the managerial crown in 2008.

Harry Redknapp arriving at Southwark Crown Court for his Tax Evasion Trial

As we all know, unless you have been residing in a cave dwelling in the Bora Bora Mountains, the 64-year-old is the people’s favourite to be anointed England manager after the dismissal of Fabio Capello. He even has the blessing from the irascible king of Old Trafford, Sir Alex Ferguson.

There has not been such a chorus of approval from the nation for one man to lead England since the days of Brian Clough. Unfortunately, the dullards at the FA passed him over for Ron Greenwood. It’s unlikely they would make the same mistake again (appointing Roy Hodgson for instance).

Old ‘Arry in his modesty has played down the notion he is automatic choice. But King Harry knows as sure as he knows the number of foreign bank accounts he has, that he is nailed on for the job. It would almost be treasonable if he decided not to replace the Italian.

As a fan my memories stretches back to the exploits of Jennings, Chivers, Peters and Gilzean. But between those halcyon days and the present there has been a lot of dross with a few euphoric moments thrown in. The most joyous was the 1991 semi-final against the Gunners where Gascoigne scored with a magnificent free-kick that was so far out that the ball must have been propelled by a jet engine.

However, this current side is the best Tottenham team I have witnessed. Credit has to go to Redknapp who has managed to pattern a side of constant underachievers into a team who display endeavour, commitment, passion and some style.

We know that the England job as the reputation of being “a poisoned chalice”. Most managers have ended their tenure in animosity, recrimination and ignominy. A career as England manager is like a career in politics – it always ends in failure.

But I suppose going through the strain of a tax evasion trial is infinitely worse. The danger of having your liberty taking away puts everything in prospective.

Its one thing having a turnip superimposed on your head in the Sun newspaper, as was the case for Graham Turner, then having to share a cell with men, who may, with the absence of females, take an unnatural shine to you.

No Spurs fan wants King Harry to depart. But it’s sadly inevitable. We now need to look for a new king – someone who will get the players performing in the same scintillating fashion as they have under Redknapp.

Undoubtedly, the Chairman Daniel Levy is a man of vision. So Mr Levy if you are reading this please move heaven and earth to obtain the services of Pep Guardiola. I am sure the Spaniard must be sick and tired of winning countless trophies with Barcelona.

As we say down in Tottenham Hale, amongst the myriad of Kebab shops and Fried Chicken outlets – The king is dead long live king – preferably King Guardiola (if he could bring Prince Lionel with him all the better).