Wednesday 26th December 2018


To arms, citizens,
Form your battalions,
Let’s march, let’s march!
Let an impure blood
Water our furrows!


La Marseillaise

Allons enfants de la Patrie,
Le jour de gloire est arrivé!
Contre nous de la tyrannie
L’étendard sanglant est levé, (bis)
Entendez-vous dans les campagnes
Mugir ces féroces soldats?
Ils viennent jusque dans vos bras
Égorger vos fils, vos compagnes!

Aux armes, citoyens,
Formez vos bataillons,
Marchons, marchons!
Qu’un sang impur
Abreuve nos sillons!

Que veut cette horde d’esclaves,
De traîtres, de rois conjurés?
Pour qui ces ignobles entraves,
Ces fers dès longtemps préparés? (bis)
Français, pour nous, ah! quel outrage
Quels transports il doit exciter!
C’est nous qu’on ose méditer
De rendre à l’antique esclavage!

Aux armes, citoyens …

Quoi! des cohortes étrangères
Feraient la loi dans nos foyers!
Quoi! Ces phalanges mercenaires
Terrasseraient nos fiers guerriers! (bis)
Grand Dieu! Par des mains enchaînées
Nos fronts sous le joug se ploieraient
De vils despotes deviendraient
Les maîtres de nos destinées!

Aux armes, citoyens …

Tremblez, tyrans et vous perfides
L’opprobre de tous les partis,
Tremblez! vos projets parricides
Vont enfin recevoir leurs prix! (bis)
Tout est soldat pour vous combattre,
S’ils tombent, nos jeunes héros,
La terre en produit de nouveaux,
Contre vous tout prêts à se battre!

Aux armes, citoyens …

Français, en guerriers magnanimes,
Portez ou retenez vos coups!
Épargnez ces tristes victimes,
À regret s’armant contre nous. (bis)
Mais ces despotes sanguinaires,
Mais ces complices de Bouillé,
Tous ces tigres qui, sans pitié,
Déchirent le sein de leur mère!

Aux armes, citoyens …

Amour sacré de la Patrie,
Conduis, soutiens nos bras vengeurs
Liberté, Liberté chérie,
Combats avec tes défenseurs! (bis)
Sous nos drapeaux que la victoire
Accoure à tes mâles accents,
Que tes ennemis expirants
Voient ton triomphe et notre gloire!

Aux armes, citoyens …

(Couplet des enfants)[16]
Nous entrerons dans la carrière
Quand nos aînés n’y seront plus,
Nous y trouverons leur poussière
Et la trace de leurs vertus (bis)
Bien moins jaloux de leur survivre
Que de partager leur cercueil,
Nous aurons le sublime orgueil
De les venger ou de les suivre

Aux armes, citoyens …


Spurs 5 Bournemouth 0

Spurs have moved above Manchester City into second after a second demolition job in just four days, dispatching Bournemouth 5-0 on Boxing Day.

Having left it late against Burnley in their last home game, Spurs took no chances as a brace from Heung-min Son around goals from Christian Eriksen, Lucas Moura and Harry Kane made it 11 goals in two games for Mauricio Pochettino’s side.

Eriksen and Son benefited from a deflection and an individual error early on, but from there Spurs never looked back.

Lucas has had somewhat of a mixed bag so far this season, with goals against Manchester United and Barcelona dotted between indifferent performances but was on the money to snatch a well-taken goal against the Cherries. Kane looked quiet in the first half but, as is almost always the case, was never in doubt of having his moment to keep the accelerator on in the second half before Son rounded out another fine performance as Bournemouth dallied at the back.

Spurs took control of the early stages, but in a dampened Wembley atmosphere they were doing little with the ball, moving it slowly across the back as Bournemouth held their shape well.

The hosts were jolted into life not once but twice when Howe’s side went close, first through Fraser who was left unmarked as Simon Francis clipped a cross over from the touchline, though the Scotsman could only find the back of Junior Stanislas with his header. Moments later David Brooks beat the Spurs back line to latch onto a perfectly timed ball from Jefferson Lerma, though the 21-year-old could not get quite enough on the ball in order to lift it over Hugo Lloris.

Luck, it would seem, was on Spurs side. Having escaped an early goal at one end, Lerma was involved again as, after Eriksen found space 20-yards from goal, the Dane’s seemingly innocuous effort clipped the Colombian and completely wrong-footed Asmir Begovic before nestling in the bottom right.

With such a hectic schedule, Spurs would be forgiven for easing off having taken a comfortable lead, but Pochettino’s side are in no mood to let slip any ground on the title contenders, and goal difference could well be vital come the end of the season. It was Walker-Peters, making the most of his first Premier League start of the campaign, causing trouble again as, from a wonderful looping Harry Winks ball, he crossed first time into the path of Lucas Moura, the Brazilian perfectly positioned to sweep the ball home and seal all three points before the break.


Things got worse for Bournemouth after Francis, Howe’s only fit right-back, was stretched off with what looked a serious knee injury, receiving a standing ovation from the 45,154 here as he made his way down the tunnel.

Lloris, playing on his 32nd birthday, had seen little action but showed he’s lost no agility with another year reacting well to palm away a header from Daniels on the brink of halftime.


Whether at White Hart Lane or Wembley, Spurs hit form this time of the year and, after the result at Everton and having been thrust into the title conversation, they fully intended to show that it was very much the case this season in the second half. With such a hectic schedule to come, many sides would be forgiven for packing up when three clear and riding the game out. Tottenham, though, stuck to it.

Having spent the first 45 minutes dropping deep and looking to feed the speedy Son and Lucas, Kane decided to get in on the act, slipping through the Bournemouth back four to finish first time following a lofted ball over the top from Eriksen.


Pochettino’s side may have moved above Pep Guardiola’s on points, but there is a long way to go on goal difference, and they know it. The Spurs boss neglected to rest his star forwards, with Kane, Eriksen and Son all staying on well past the necessary time to take the points here, and it paid off. Kane could have had a second when he beat Nathan Ake to get in at the near post, but couldn’t keep on his balance and had to bounce back from the turf before laying it to Lucas. The forward took a touch and fired at Begovic, who palmed his effort to the feet of Son, who kept his calm, found space and made it five.

City will bounce back, that is inevitable, but as they waver and Liverpool continue to pick up points, Spurs seem more than happy to quietly impress in the background as we witness something which seemed impossible a month ago, a three horse race for the title.

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