I hope Dimitar Berbatov breaks his leg! Freudian slip, sorry about that. I meant to say "I hope Berbatov breaks a leg", in the theatrical sense.

I really do wish him luck, though. He is, as Jamie Redknapp would say, "a top, top player". It's funny how football works out sometimes and with Robbie Keane and Berbatov now at their new clubs, the two components of a great partnership are now in rival camps. We all know the cliche though, don't we?

And to think I was gutted when Spurs signed Berba instead of Dirk Kuyt, a player we were linked with quite a bit before he signed for those car (or is it striker?) thieves in the North West. Instead, the Keane/Berbatov partnership of the previous two seasons was to become one of the great partnerships of the Premier League's short but eventful history. Maybe they did not win as much as Dwight Yorke and Andy Cole, but they ensured that the fans stayed entertained for 80-odd games.

My favourite moments include the game against Besiktas in Turkey when Berba rounded the keeper and slotted home, and when they destroyed Bolton in about 20 minutes before Keano was sent off for handball.

There are so many that it is impossible to list all of them without this article becoming a nostalgic love-in. We have to face the fact that while they were good days - like Arsenal with Henry/Bergkamp/Pires - they are now over.

I'm sick of the media talking about Big Four and fourth place being the Holy Grail for ''smaller'' clubs. All I want to see from Spurs is some decent attacking football, a few good cup runs and maybe the odd trophy along the way. THE SAME AS ANY SUPPORTER OF ANY CLUB.

For all the Big Four's marketing ability, courtesy of Rupert ''expletive'' Murdoch, three of them ended up with making up the numbers in the Champions League (those three also ended up with sod all this year thanks to a certain twist of fate) and it will be the same again this season. Do the maths!

What Spurs need to do to make their dreams become reality is build to win the league, not settle for third loser. In the Olympics, fourth is the first loser. Fourth there is certainly not a coveted spot like it is in Sky's Premier League (another slip, I mean the FA Premier League), but then the Olympics ain't about the money.

Everton got to the hallowed fourth spot in 2004 and fate couldn't even get in their way when Liverpool got their grubby mitts on the Champions League trophy. Then they got done by Villarreal and spanked by Dinamo Bucharest before returning home from the continent with their tails between their legs.

The Champions League is not the be all and end all of the professional game, no matter what the suits say. What is the point in aiming to be fourth best team in your own country, even if it means you get the chance to rule Europe? Surely you have to be the boss of your own backyard before you can have delusions of grandeur like that.

Spurs can do that, but it will take a while. Getting rid of Berbatov and Keane may be a massive step back from last season's strike force, but it has enabled us to strengthen in other areas that must make our north London neighbours at least a little bit envious. Amaury Bischoff anyone?