Hiya Oblomov21, and welcome back Batinhernightdress. Bit deflated by Arsenal’s loss to Villa and their evil assistant manager John Terry yesterday, but still believe we’re on the right track with Arteta.
I liked Barney Ronay’s article in the Guardian, about Chelsea beating Spurs. Here’s a couple of quotations:
“ This is not a criticism of Vinícius, it is a criticism of Mourinho, of ossified thinking, of setting a near-impossible task then looking baffled when it turns out to be, you know, quite difficult.
These Spurs players didn’t just look short of confidence, they looked like an army sent into battle with a baguette in one hand and a map etched in invisible ink in the other.
For what felt like an eternity Dier waggled his legs in the air, like an upturned beetle awaking from uneasy dreams to find itself transformed into a Tottenham centre-back.
They managed something amazing early on, succeeding in being outnumbered both in the centre and down the flanks at the same time.
The first half was like an early Cure LP manifested on a football pitch.
I’m old enough to remember when Spurs were going to win the league this season.”