Spurs are spending big, moving fast, and leaving everyone slightly confused.

Van Hecke is in. Fernandes is in. Tonali might be next. So what exactly happened to the cautious Tottenham we all knew and complained about?

Stu is joined by A and Austen for a quick CADS transfer special, covering the new arrivals, the possible exits, and the work still to be done.

Forget player ratings.

Forget squad audits.

Forget transfer rumours.

This week the CADS crew attempt something much harder: deciding which seven Tottenham players are completely untouchable.

Twenty-five members of the CADS community submitted their selections, and the results spark plenty of debate. Some choices are obvious. Some are surprising. And a few players who seemed automatic selections a few months ago suddenly find themselves on the outside looking in.

The discussion covers squad building, loan moves, long-term planning, and what Spurs should really look like under Roberto De Zerbi.

Plus, we reveal which players received zero votes, which might tell its own story.

Only seven can be protected.

Who are you keeping?

Come on you Spurs.

This isn’t triumph.
It isn’t confidence.
It isn’t even happiness, really.

It’s relief.

The CADS crew gather after another emotionally draining chapter in Tottenham’s season, trying to process the unfamiliar feeling of finally being able to unclench for five minutes.

There’s discussion about mentality, pressure, survival, players rediscovering themselves, and the emotional burnout that comes from spending an entire season waiting for Spurs to do something catastrophically Spursy.

Nobody’s fully relaxed.
Nobody’s declaring victory.
But the panic has finally eased… just enough for people to breathe again.

Sweet relief.

Come on you Spurs.

A point gained. Several brain cells lost.

The CADS crew try to discuss Tottenham’s latest result without descending entirely into a full anti-VAR tribunal, but that plan collapses almost immediately.

There’s fury over another ridiculous non-penalty decision, debates about whether referees are incompetent, cowardly, influenced, corrupt… or somehow all four at once, plus talk about Richarlison’s role, Maddison’s impact, Kinsky’s future, and whether Spurs are finally dragging themselves clear of the drop.

Also featuring:

• Marcel trying to keep everyone calm
• Dave entering full football-anarchist mode
• Stu attempting reason before immediately abandoning it
• Ashley still believing in Relegation Richy
• Several people one bad decision away from exploding

Normal service, basically.

Come on you Spurs.

Eight points from five under De Zerbi, still not safe, and still somehow waiting for the concept of a Tottenham penalty to become real again.

The CADS crew gather after the Leeds draw to talk through a game Spurs probably should have won, a lovely Mathys Tel goal, a very expensive Mathys Tel lesson, Maddison’s return, Kinsky keeping us alive, Richarlison emptying the tank again, and yet another VAR-shaped kick in the teeth.

Oz is still adamant we’re staying up. Stu and A are preparing emotionally for the Championship. Everyone else is somewhere between “Roberto’s got this” and “game over, man”.

Come on you Spurs.

Two wins on the bounce, away fans singing their hearts out, and a team that's finally starting to look like they actually want the ball. CADS is back — and in surprisingly good spirits.

Stuart is joined by Marcel, Ashley, Austen, and Iain (of Poddenham Podspur fame) to pick apart a commanding win at Aston Villa that had echoes of Pochettino-era Spurs: aggressive pressing, relentless pace, and players performing like they believe in the system. We get into why De Zerbi is the right fit for a squad that was always better than recent results suggested, who stood out on the night, and how close Stuart is to allowing himself to feel optimistic.

There's also a heartfelt nod to the away supporters who've stuck with this side through a brutal season — and who were rewarded with something genuinely worth cheering. Grab a drink, settle in, and enjoy CADS in a rare good mood. Long may it continue.

It took 118 days but Spurs finally went and did it, they won a game.

The CADS went to extreme lengths to attend this one, taking time out of their holidays, getting out of hospital, that's the kind of commitment that sets Spurs fans apart.

We talk about the win, about how our fixture schedule is all kinds of shaky, how we have more injured players than wins this season and compliment Antonin Kinsky on his mental strength.

Are we fully coherent? Not all the time. Are we fully committed? Hell yeah.

The chaos at Spurs continues and that carries over into this CADS podcast.

A really wanted to chat and get some things off his chest but our recording time wasn't kind to him so we jumped on and had a chat before the main pod started.

Then, the main pod kicked off and we had a lively debate about the players, the way that the date of the game effects our perception of the result, the mental resiliance of a number of our players and how certain Spurs fan can GTFO.

Everyone disagrees but it stays friendly.

Enjoy.

This one has the feel of two Spurs fans sitting in the wreckage, having moved past fury and into that strange, grimly funny stage of acceptance.

Stuart and Ash talk through the possibility of life in the Championship, what a genuine club reset might involve, and whether the pain might finally force the changes Tottenham have avoided for years. There’s still room for lineup chat, transfer frustration, Xavi Simmons love, and scepticism over Roberto De Zerbi — but the mood here is less meltdown, more gallows humour with a side of reluctant peace.

A late-night emergency CADS, because Tottenham have somehow found another fresh layer of chaos.

With Igor Tudor gone, the club hunting for yet another manager, and relegation fear getting louder, Stuart, Austen, A and David gather for a mix of gallows humour, annoyance and reluctant realism. There’s talk of cursed seasons, anti-Spurs refereeing, which players can actually be trusted in the fight, and whether the answer is a proven manager, a Spurs man, or just locking the dressing room and seeing who still cares.

Bleak, funny, exasperated, and somehow still weirdly warm — very much friends trying to laugh through the pain.