In Australia, a chat of Tottenham fans is often active at preposterous hours watching their team play. You can’t find passion like this just anywhere.

On weekends, while Australia’s entire continent is fast asleep, a group of men that call themselves the “Crazy Yiddos” are not. Instead, they are watching their football team, Tottenham Hotspur, play at ungodly hours, and texting back and forth in a WhatsApp group chat.

For context, the term “yid” has become a polarizing term for Jewish people, and due to Spurs’ history with both Jewish owners and fans, the term has been adopted and used to show a sense of pride by fans of all religions.

Opposition initially used the term to target Spurs’ fans; however, it has created a sense of identity and community instead, and this group chat of Jewish Spurs supporters that I am a part of is a prime example.

Challenges for Fans Across the World

Being a team based in London, Spurs generally play at 3 to 5 P.M. for English fans to watch. In America, I often have to wake up at 7:30 A.M. when Spurs play on Saturday mornings. It can be difficult, but it’s not nearly the worst of it. 

A 10 A.M. game for me and a 3 P.M. game for those in England is a 2 A.M game for these Australian fans. A game starting at 2 A.M. ends around 3:45 A.M., which is almost inconceivable and slightly sickening.

People sacrificing a good night of sleep, essentially once a week, to watch what?

A team that hasn’t won a trophy in fourteen years and has lacked the significant ambition to match the best? 

We have no impact over what players the club signs, who manages the club, and how the players play together, so what’s the point?

Disappointment of Fan Base

The reality of Tottenham Hotspur Football Club today is that their owners’ investments are not significant enough to compete at the highest level. After cycling through four managers in less than three years, it’s difficult to deny that the board views this club as an investment and nothing more.

We constantly watch mediocre players sabotage our success and get paid unfathomable salaries to do so.

Supporting Tottenham comes with a rollercoaster of emotions; however, the triumphs always seem to outweigh the heartbreaks.

When you love your team like these men certainly do, the good moments make it all worth it, and the bad ones make you question what you’re even doing. 

The ‘Crazy Yiddos’ WhatsApp group that I have been a part of since the beginning of this Premier League season has embodied fans’ sheer passion and commitment to their teams.

Extreme Ups and Downs

The beauty of this group is that at any given point, no matter how defeated or angry they are about their club, it can all change in the blink of an eye. Pure misery can change to pure bliss in minutes, which makes supporting this team so special—genuinely glorious moments.

When Spurs were down 2-1 to Leicester a few weeks ago in the Premier League, in a game they hadn’t led in, depressed and angry texts were flying in the group chat.

One read, “I literally give up supporting this team”, and another ranted about the lack of creativity in the side and poor defense. This group of men, and so many more, woke up at 6:30 A.M. to watch their team lose a game they dominated in and deserved better.

Not even 3 minutes later, when Steven Bergwijn scored an improbable brace to steal the game in dramatic fashion, the mood shifted remarkably, as it indeed was a moment of magic.

The Crazy Yiddos, including myself, were left “speechless,” and a bombardment of love for our club prevailed over hatred that riddled the chat minutes earlier.

Group Brings People Together Worldwide

When times get tough, you see defeated texts talking about how supporting this club is detrimental to one’s mental health; however, all that disappointment eventually fades.

I have the opportunity to communicate daily with fathers who live on the opposite side of the globe, which I can confidently say I wouldn’t get anywhere else. Incidentally, my father is one of them, who instilled my love for Spurs.

Out of the nineteen members, I am the youngest by a wide margin being in college, although I am just another Crazy Yiddo in the group chat.

Being in this group chat has strengthened my love of this game and my club immensely, as it’s shown me what genuine commitment and passion are. 

Perhaps feeling like our team constantly has to climb mountains to compete with the best in England and Europe helps us appreciate the sweet moments more. Trophies and consistently winning are not something that comes with supporting Tottenham, but the close community and pride are.

There is always a belief that our club will rise to the top and provide us with more breathtaking moments and memories. The Crazy Yiddos never lose their faith in this club and elevate my love for Tottenham despite the downs.

We rely on each other for comic relief, talk about the matches before, during, and after, and one member, Josh Tanchel, even offers his managerial services to the club. 

Some Things Are Bigger Than Sports

At the end of the day, Tottenham Hotspur is just a football club, and we all have more significant worries in our daily lives. This group chat has helped me realize that supporting Tottenham is not about the victories.

Ex-club captain and legend Danny Blanchflower once said that “the great fallacy is that the game is first and last about winning. It’s nothing of the kind. The game is about glory. It is about doing things in style, with a flourish, about going out and beating the other lot, not waiting for them to die of boredom.”

Blanchflower’s statement relays what supporting Spurs has been about for me and many others.

Our incredible comeback against Ajax in the Semi-Final of the Champions League is a moment that I will never forget, and despite losing in the Final, I had never felt prouder to support Spurs. 

On FaceTime with my Dad in the closing moments, while he was in the airport after a flight home from South Africa, and sitting with my brother in desperation for a final twist in the tale. When Lucas Moura struck the ball in the 96th minute, time slowed, as I watched the ball hit the back of the net to send us through to the Champions League Final.

My brother and I screamed, cried, and ran around the first floor of our house as if we had just witnessed a murder. My Dad attracted the eyes of everyone at the airport, yelling and running around like a child as well. It was a moment of glory, what this beautiful game is all about.

While there is such extensive uncertainty, despair, and inconsistency at the club today, two staples that will always remain are the unbelievable fans that Tottenham Hotspur has and the moments of glory that make everything worth it.

I despise this team at times, but more often than not, I treasure this team.