Tottenham Hotspur 1-1 Slavia Prague (agg: 3-2)

66 min: "Can't we get back to the pig stories?" asks Jim Innes. "Is there a haggis recipe using a pig's stomach and porridge or is that just black pudding?" Haggis is cooked in a stomach of some sort I reckon, I think it might be a sheep's. Black pudding does have oats in it, and plenty of coagulated pig's blood. Yummy.

63 min: Free-kick to Slavia 40 yards out ... and they should have scored. A deep ball to the back post finds two players unmarked, one heads it back across and it's a free header for Drizdal, but he puts it straight at Robinson.

61 min: Chimbonda stumps off and Malbranque is on, so O'Hara - who was probably a fault for the Czechs' goal - switches to left-back.

59 min: Tottenham look a little rattled and Slavia are putting them under the cosh.

56 min: Chimbonda goes down awkwardly under pressure from Krajcik, and he's hobbling about rather sadly now.

52 min: Slavia try to conspire to throw away their lifeline, the keeper and center-half colliding and nearly giving Keane a chance.

Goal! Tottenham 1-1 Slavia Prague (Krajcik 51) Now then! Pudil's cracking cross is volleyed in at the far post and it's game on again. Nothing Robinson could do about it - the cross was a beaut.

49 min: That rather drawn-out (and not particularly good) joke means I've missed the opening exchanges of the second period. Still, it was worth it wasn't it? Lennon charges through the middle but his shot is deflected wide.

Peep! Mk II Keane is on, Berbatov off - he'll be nice and fresh for Sunday and the Carling Cup final. "Calling Slavia Prague 'Prague' would be like calling Manchester City 'Manchester'," writes Phil Mayall as a follow-up to his earlier email. I know how irritating that can be. I can't stand it when people refer to my team as Sheffield. Don't they know there's two big teams in the city? How do we know if they're referring to Sheffield United or Sheffield FC?

Interval updates: Everton are 2-0 up on Brann, so set fair for the next round. Bolton are holding Atletico Madrid, so the Trotters could be heading through. What a result that would be for the Ginger Mourinho.

Half-time: Well, not much to write home about, but not actually that bad a game. Let's say it's liver-ed up to expectations. Heh, heh, heh.

44 min, in which the football gets a mention: Slavia have definitely improved as the half has gone on, but you get the feeling Spurs would already be two-or-three-up if Robbie Keane was on the pitch. It's not over yet - two goals for Slavia would take us into extra time - but I can't really see the Czechs breaking through.

41 min: Owen Linderholm has emailed in a pig's ear recipe. It's more or less what I attempted, though maybe my mistake was not serving them with "an astringent relish of vinegar, parsley and onion". Oh God, we've turned into Life & Style, haven't we?

39 min: Gary Smith writes in to tell us: "We have a local specialty called pieds paquets which is pig's trotters with herb packets, the skin of which is pig's gut." I actually tried the trotters a couple of weeks before I had the ears - they were pretty dire as well. Not as dire as the second half might be here, if Spurs decide to take their foot off the gas.

36 min: Jaroslav Cerny forces Robinson to make a smart block - decent effort, decent save.

34 min: Free-kick to Slavia on the edge of the box. Humped over the bar by Kalivoda. Ha! That was offal.

32 min: ... O'Hara curls it at goal with his left peg, but it's over the bar.

31 min: Right, thanks for all those emails folks - I admit I missed an open goal earlier, but now I'm ready to describe the next piece of poor play as truly 'offal'. Free-kick to Spurs 30 yards out ...

28 min: A towering header by Bent, from O'Hara's floated cross, loops over the keeper and comes back off the underside of the bar.

26 min: The pig, obviously, not Jim Innes.

25 min: "I chased an old lady in a Czech market town to see if it was true that she had a pig's head in a bucket and indeed she did," says Jim Innes. I think that may have been the fella who's lug holes I munched down the other day.

23 min: O'Hara volleys across the six-yard box but Berbatov can't get on the end of it. This could be four or five by the end, mark my words.

21 min: Huddlestone fizzes in a shot, which is palmed away. The rebound falls to Lennon, who makes a right mess of it.

19 min: "Dense gristle and very unpleasant slimy fat." No, not a description of Barry Glendenning first thing in the morning, but William Pairman's take on pig's ears. And I'd agree with that. naff all happening on the pitch, by the way. Spurs still in control, Slavia really struggling.

15 min: "Offal is so 15th century," notes Gary Smith, who needs to catch up with his Fergus Henderson. Huddlestone swings in a cross and the keeper pushes it out for a corner. Slavia just about scramble it away, but Spurs are all over them at the minute.

12 min: "Make another call for a Slavia goal to appease the neutrals!" demands Simon Cordery, clearly delighted by the law of the sod that struck a moment ago.

11 min: The Sewns are playing with just one up front - but they now need to score three times to win this so that'll have to change at some point.

Goal! Tottenham 1-0 Slavia Prague (O'Hara 7) But it's gone the other way. Slavia fail to clear their lines properly, Berbatov holds the ball up, lays it off to Jamie O'Hara, and the youngster pings it against Martin Latka, who deflects it past his stranded keeper.

5 min: It's quite an open opening, with Spurs playing with far superior control. For the neutral, we really need an early Slavia goal.

3 min: The pitch, by the way, looks in superb condition, like a roll of felt. A first touch of the ball for Robinson, who doesn't make a pig's ear of it. 1-0 to him. I got a pig's ear from the market the other day (no, really). It was foul. My No1 offal tip: don't buy pig's ears.

1 min: Daniel Pudil gets his studs right into Teemu Tainio's 'sensitive area'.

Peep! And we're off. "The great thing about this support is that it is omnipresent," says ITV4's Peter Drury in reference to the White Hart Lane crowd. Eh?

Nickname clarification dept: "If you're interested," writes Iain Thompson (and yes we are), "the Czech word 'sesivani' more precisely means 'sewn together' - as in two halves, ie the red half and white half of their home strip. But you're right, it does lose a bit in the translation." There we are - so now you know.

"Please John, don't call them 'Slavia' all night," writes Rob Woolmer, presumably simply to wind me up. Well I could refer to them by their nickname - Sesívaní. Apparently that translates as The Sewns, which either gives them a rubbish nickname (Come on you Sewns?) or has lost a certain magic somewhere on the journey between Czech and Anglo-Saxon.

Aberdeen, by the way, have been absolutely mullered (or should that be müllered?) in Munich. I'll not be able to drop little tidbits like that in all night, though, so if you want more updates click here.

Team news: Castrol GTX-gloved stopper Paul Robinson is back in for Spurs after a 10-game absence. Radek Cerny, you'll recall, dropped a clanger in the first leg to give his old Slavia side a sniff of a chance.

Spurs: Robinson, Tainio, Chimbonda, Woodgate, Kaboul, Lennon, Zokora, Huddlestone, O'Hara, Berbatov, Bent.Subs: Malbranque, Keane, Jenas, Lee, Cerny, Taarabt, Rocha.Slavia: Vorel, Brabec, Hubacek, Latka, Drizdal, Pudil, Suchy, Krajcik, Kalivoda, Cerny, Strihavka.Subs: Vaniak, Tavares, Sourek, Ivana, Belaid, Volesak.

Pre-match appetizer: If Bristol City v Crystal Palace on Monday was the amuse-bouche, Tuesday's Liverpool v Inter the hors d'oeuvre and yesterday's Celtic v Barcelons a big Chateaubriand of a main course, then tonight's fare in this week's feast of football is surely the petits fours - you might think you've had your fill, but, when your faced with something tempting, you can always squeeze in a little more.

They'll be served with coffee and we might well need it because this could be a stroll for Spurs if they score early. Slavia need to score twice anyhow and they haven't managed that since beating Viktoria Plzen 3-0 on October 19. Okay, they've had a two-month winter break since then but it's still quite a while.

The Czech back four is as miserly as the front men are shot-shy. They've kept six clean sheets in their last nine league games, and conceded solitary goals in the other three.

Phillip Mayall has emailed in to say: "Please, John, don't call them 'Prague' all night." So are they a bit like Inter Milan, who referring to as Inter Milan is a bit like referring to Chelsea as London Chelsea or Everton as Everton Liverpool? Or has Phil suffered some sort of deep psychological trauma connected with the city so that whenever he sees the word Prague he starts to rock back and forth, moaning and foaming at the mouth? Either way I'm intrigued.