There was a point a few weeks ago when I was starting to worry. Though delighted about our run of form and the ever increasing likelihood that despite all the odds we would manage to qualify for next year’s Champions League in this most difficult of seasons, I was worried that our run was almost too good. That it was masking our squad deficiencies. That the manager might look at us at the end of the season and think, actually not much wrong there, let’s sit on the transfer budget for another year.
I’m not worried about that so much now. If we do make it over the line and into third place we will have done so not at a canter but by tripping over and rolling the last few yards and landing in a...

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