This Valentines Day, I’m showing the love by giving you two posts in a day. This has been penned by long time Grover, Gambon, who you can congratulate or abuse here @TheMightyGambon… or in the comments section where he is normally found. Enjoy!
After the United game I decided to look at Giroud’s contribution in comparison to other PL strikers that have played regularly over the last 2 seasons. I’ve excluded players like Eto’o and Negredo who haven’t had 2 seasons worth of data, but included the likes of Remy an Lukaku who have 2 seasons with 2 different clubs.
Happy Valentines day melts. I hope you’ve messed it up big time. That bargain aisle you picked up a bottle of half price Echo Falls, a teddy bear and a bar of limited edition Galaxy in… yeah, doesn’t feel so smart now eh? I’m glad you’re all in the dog house. You can come out and drink with me… all. Night. Long. What a spectacular night we’ll have.
Anyway, in the wake of yesterday’s post, and considering Jesus would have wanted love to be spread on his second fave birthday, I’ve decided to switch those blinkers on and deal with the season we have ahead of us.
Even when you know something is coming, it doesn’t make the pain of sitting in a stadium with 55,000 others who have the same understanding any easier. Last night wasn’t as destructive as it could have been from a points perspective, but from a high level view, it felt like the team had accepted that they didn’t feel they could be part of the final push for the league.
Way back when, Wenger would have taken on that diabolical backline with 4 strikers. He’d have sniffed blood and he’d have gone for the jugular. Last night, we pushed for the draw… Arsene Wenger used to be the manager who’d take on the 190 yard dog leg shot over the lake, last night, it felt like he opted to lay up from 120 yards on a downhill par three at the local pitch and putt.
Usually the Arsenal United game is one you look forward too, but you don’t. Do you get me? You look forward to the occasion, but the end result is usually a bit disappointing. A bit like a Justin Bieber gig. Am a right? Am I right?
Anyway, United come to the Grove fresh off the back of a disappointing game draw against Fulham. They’ve been absolutely terrible all season. There is no ‘Moyes factor’. He’ll come to Arsenal armed with his book of genius tactics.
Welcome to the Tuesday post. I had the worst nights sleep. If I could cancel anything out of my life, it’d be sleep. The human mind is a bastard, it needs a switch off button for procrastination. I wish we had more in common with dolphins, always awake… 8 hours on, 8 hours off on a split brain operation. Wouldn’t that be great. An AKB side of the brain / A realist side of the brain. You’d have to much fun… especially if your brain shared the same Twitter account.
Anyway, you don’t want to know my thoughts on split brain social media, you want to know what I did last night. Right? Oh I see… well tough.
Manchester United provided the post sex cigarette after our Shawshank Redemption style mauling against Liverpool, and oh my, how satisfying was it? Are you sure it was just tobacco? United over turned an unfair one goal deficit only to be hit with a Darren Bent sucker punch at the death. That’s like David Brent stealing in to nick your girlfriend at closing time. Hilariously bad defending from United matched by incredible scenes in the stands. Mick Hucknall was not pleased at all.
That makes our match against them on Wednesday even more important. We literally can’t lose against United. They’re flat out of luck, flat out of faith in their manager and on the verge of total implosion. We can either kill their season or we can reignite it for 2 games. We know how they’ll play… press us hard and whip the ball into the box (84 crosses against Fulham!). We have to be alert to that and I hope we’re practicing to combat this tactic.
I had the fear about yesterday, but oh my days, did I not expect to see that happen. I don’t really want to dig too heavily into the goals, mainly because sifting through 5 terrible defensive errors really doesn’t feel like a good use of time, so I’ll go through the key points as I see them.