The enduring image of Tottenham’s leap into elite European football was not Peter Crouch’s decisive goal, Ledley King’s peerless defending or Gareth Bale’s jet-propelled bursts down the wing.
It was the moment when, as he reflected on helping Spurs reach the Champions League for the first time in their history, Harry Redknapp suddenly found himself soaked from head to toe — in front of a television audience of millions.
Redknapp tried to appear as though he had seen the funny side of David Bentley’s ill-judged decision to empty a huge bucket of water over the manager, but his expression told a different story — as did his autobiography, Always Managing.