Forget Harry Kane and his brittle lashes. By the end of this tussle with Brighton, Tottenham’s medical staff were fortunate not to be nursing black eyes and the odd bloody nose. That’s the risk you run, should you bump into Roberto De Zerbi in a mood like this.
The Italian was a bearded ball of fire and fury all afternoon. He was on the warpath from before the first whistle – berating Cristian Stellini and wagging his finger in the face of his opposite number – until minute 60, when both managers saw red.