‘I could take over’: Midfielder who played 56 times for Spurs says he would do a better job than Ange Postecoglou
When Ange Postecoglou arrived at Tottenham Hotspur in the summer of 2023, he brought a wave of optimism. His attacking, free-flowing football was a refreshing change, and supporters quickly embraced his philosophy.
Fast forward to today, and the mood around the club has turned toxic. What began as a promising project has devolved into a nightmare, with fans and pundits alike calling for his head.
This season has been nothing short of disastrous for Spurs. Injuries have played a part, but excuses are wearing thin. Sixteen defeats in just 30 Premier League games is an alarming statistic—one that hasn’t been matched by the club since 1977.
For a team with Tottenham’s ambitions, such a record is inexcusable. Daniel Levy, known for his ruthless managerial decisions, has sacked coaches for far less. Yet, somehow, Postecoglou remains in charge.
Former Tottenham midfielder Jamie O’Hara has seen enough. With 56 appearances for the club, he knows what it takes to succeed in North London, and in his eyes, Postecoglou is failing spectacularly. Speaking on talkSPORT, O’Hara didn’t hold back.
“Any other manager at Tottenham would’ve been sacked by now,” he fumed. “We’ve lost 16 games. Every team around us has sacked their manager—every single one. Yet we’re still sticking with Ange.”
Then came the damning verdict. “Mate, honestly, I could take over and do a better job. Seriously. Genuinely.”
O’Hara’s frustration reflects the growing discontent among the fanbase. Tottenham currently sit 14th in the table, level on points with 16th-place West Ham. Their early exits from both domestic cups have left the Europa League as their only remaining hope for silverware.
But given their recent form, even that seems like a pipe dream. If they continue to play as they have in recent months, Eintracht Frankfurt will have no trouble dispatching them.
Should that happen, it’s hard to see how Postecoglou survives. The Australian’s initial charm has worn off, replaced by a growing sense of disillusionment.
His tactics, once lauded for their boldness, now look naive. His substitutions and in-game management have drawn heavy criticism. Most damning of all, the players no longer seem to be fighting for him.
Levy faces a defining decision. Stick with Postecoglou and risk further decline, or cut ties and start anew. History suggests he won’t hesitate if results don’t improve soon. For now, the pressure continues to mount—and the clock is ticking.