The natives in these parts are under no illusions as to the scale of Ian Holloway's achievements.
"Jesus fed the 5,000 with two loaves and five fishes," read one banner, held aloft by one of his 13,000 or so disciples before the game. "Ian Holloway has satisfied millions with 11 tangerines."
On the surface, it looked like this would need another miracle; Blackpool might have their prophet, but their visitors -- as so often -- have far greater profits.
Harry Redknapp arrived with a side built at considerable cost which had, just a week ago, beaten AC Milan's aristocrats in a snarling San Siro. Bloomfield Road should hardly offer anything to fear.
But there is no mystery to Blackpool. Holloway has always been open about what sort of tactic supposedly poses his team problems they cannot solve: come and defend deep, swamp the midfield, and Blackpool lack the guile, the craft to find spaces, to engineer openings. Offer them time and space, and they embrace the challenge.
Spurs, in that sense, are just the sort of opponents Holloway would have wanted. His side certainly did not seem to be suffering an inferiority complex.
Ian Evatt had already headed over from a free-kick when Neal Eardley's cross found Sergei Kornilenko inside the Spurs box; the Belarusian flicked the ball with his chest to DJ Campbell. Sebastien Bassong chose to fell the striker with a hearty kick; Charlie Adam duly converted the penalty kick.
Craig Cathcart was forced to block one effort from Steven Pienaar, with Adam's subsequent clearance ricocheting off the South African and flying over the bar.
Cathcart cleared a Jermain Defoe chip off the line and Alex Baptiste denied the England striker again moments later.
Redknapp will have known that Blackpool revel in the expanses left by sides attacking them. The hosts' second was a case in point.
Campbell skipped clear of Michael Dawson and Benoit Assou-Ekotto before picking out Kornilenko. His back-heel found James Beattie trundling down the right flank and his perfect cross landed on Campbell's foot barely five yards out.
Spurs pressed after the break but a combination of brave Blackpool defending and bad luck thwarted their efforts. Ten minutes from time journeyman striker Brett Ormerod slid home his first Premier League goal in seven years to put the icing on the cake, with Roman Pavyluchenko's deflected effort in injury-time of little consolation to the visitors. (© Daily Telegraph, London)