Spurs have a long way to go to match United

AT the final whistle at White Hart Lane yesterday, Harry Redknapp took Alex Ferguson’s hand and whispered a sweet nothing into his ear.

Ferguson murmured something back, and Redknapp walked down the tunnel to the dressing room, eyes demurely downcast, biting his bottom lip, smiling a secret smile.

He did not look like a man furious that his team had squandered the opportunity to justify his pre-match talk that there was no longer a big gap between Manchester United and Spurs.