Spank me if I’m wrong but didn’t you just think last weekend’s
match against Liverpool reminded you a bit about the Invincibles especially
defensively. Jenkinson was as workmanlike as Lauren, Vermaelen was as
no-nonsense as Keown, Mertesacker read the game as expertly as Campbell, Gibbs
owned the left flank.
A certain Diaby was as majestic as Vieira, breaking up play
and striding towards the opposition with menace. Arteta was as disciplined as
Gilberto snuffing out any danger and distributing intelligently. Cazorla played
the Bergkamp role to the hilt, releasing key, sexy passes and gliding around
opponents like the Green Goblin on his glider. In 3 games, he has bettered his Spanish compatriots Mata and David Silva in most departments and yet some dare call him the 'poor man's' David Silva
Podolski was rugged and ran all day long like Ljunberg
barely gasping for breath, outpacing the pacy Johnson for our 1st.
Well, we need a Jeffers in every team and Giroud kind of did that for us but
hey! His movement was quite good. The goals will surely come. Let's calm down and stop calling him Chamakh 2.0. Let’s remember
that even the great Henry took a while to settle and even the Oscar nominee Drogba.
Despite not signing anyone at the end of the transfer
window, a lot of positives can be taken from the Liverpool match. We are the
only team not to have conceded any goal in England. The good thing is that I didn’t
even see Liverpool scoring bar a set-piece or penalty that the buck-toothed
Bugs Bunnish annoying twat Suarez was craving.
Surprising yet was
Howard Webb, for a second I wondered, could this be the surprise transfer
Wenger insinuated? Did we loan him from United? Was he part of the Van Persie
deal?
When you see others like Man United, City and Chelsea
shipping in goals like it was Christmas, a great sense of optimism stirs your
loins. What more, Wilshere is scheduled to be back in the next month or so.
It is yet too early to start believing but Wenger is
starting that annoying habit of making us believe before he breaks our hearts
all over again. At a point in the season, not having sufficient cover upfront
might haunt us but let us enjoy today, let us savor it, let us gloat, let us
annoy our rivals with our annual optimism of lifting a trophy.
Why? Because we have got Steve Bould. Cheers.
Note: Judas Van Perise is still a c**t