Man the drawbridge, ready the trumpets and strike up a fanfare because here comes the lilywhite cavalry and we're galloping back into the race for fourth spot.
Hold your horses! We've a few more big hurdles to worry about yet, and anyone from Arsenal, Chelsea, Liverpool or Man City could yet prove to be our Becher's Brook.
But Saturday was a big step, filling in a worrying chasm between results and expectation and Peter Crouch led from the front in the How To React In A Minor Crisis stakes.
Everyone was screaming for an apology from Crouch last week and, I have to admit, at Taxi For Maicon, we were getting concerned for our angly gangle man; he is usually the first to confront the cameras, claiming that Spurs can win the league or England can win the World Cup, but he went suspiciously quiet after his sending off against Real Madrid.
Had Crouch gone into hiding, we mused? Was he sat in a dark room, crying over the morning papers, consumed with the guilt of letting the side down, or was he tearing his hair out over the confirmation that his legs are longer than he ever realised?
Not so. He did exactly what he should have done in the circumstances; got his head down, let the dust settle and and concentrated on making amends as quickly as possible.
We didn't make things easy for ourselves, 3-2 is by no means a resounding return to form but it is a vital step in clawing back some confidence.
If Crouch turning things around to score twice against Stoke on Saturday is the example that leads the rest of the squad into home straight on a sprint finish, then it will more than have made up for his moment of madness against Real Madrid.
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