I would go so far to say that they looked surprised rather than ashamed or hurt at the final whistle. The surprise is another ingredient of the hubris I mentioned in my last post. The tactical mistakes made by the players and more importantly, the manager are truly upsetting.
Only a few key things to mention. Goal 1. Diaby stopped tracking his player and strolled to the penalty spot as Watson ghosted to the edge of the area. Diaby didn't even get goalside. He veered to the near post where the cut back was coming from. His positioning was so wrong that his body shape was at its most narrow so had he even faced the cut back pass he would have never made contact.
Goal 2. Sagna makes a challenge on Moses that was not needed. Jockey the player and see where he wants to go. "Hmmm? No I will run into his side and dive next to him like he were Jurgen Klinsmann celebrating a goal".
Fabianski. Happy birthday 'great' keeper. If I drive to work really well within the legal speed limit but every day I kill a cat or injure an old lady because I cannot anticipate flotsum from the pavement, I should be bitch slapped by a judge and never allowed to drive. Lukas is that to football. He CAN catch, punch and dive to feet - but not often or consistently. Same as the Spanish Waiter. These two 'great' keepers are surely the most unpopular since George Woods. Wenger must take the blame as Lehmann made 3 mistakes and he was out. These guys have kept their mouths quiet so they can wreck a season that can alter the moods of millions of people. How odd that Arsene would show so much belief in such poor players? It is a massive mistake on his part and a stronger backroom team would call him to task on that. Like Cyrano de Bergerac, nobody dare comment on the size of his nose for fear of losing a bollock.
Goal 3. Clichy against Rodallega. The ball was in his control. No it wasn't. Comic Clichy in crunch time is a cock. Say that ten times quickly and that confusion is what goes through his head at 85-90 in each game. See too many examples for example! Great finish to sap the life from Fabianski like a Repo Man. Wenger must plan the defensive formations based on his 1975 black and white catalogue retrospective of L.S Lowry.
Above, a flat back four trying to defend a two dimensional box of frogs.
So what of Wenger? What of all the blogs suggesting that this is a scandal and he should be sacked? What of the fans suggesting the remaining games are meaningless?
Well they are not. Spurs and City could yet catch us, so we need Song and Arshavin back even half fit. Why didn't RVP come on at 2-0 or 2-1 and scare Wigan. What is Wenger protecting him for? If he is ready, then he is ready.
We threw the title away at Spurs and had it handed back to us. We then threw it away today when we took Eastmond off. I spent the whole game not getting him at all until it dawned on me. He is the annoying player in the playground who will run around all day forcing you into mistakes. He doesn't do much else. He blocks, he runs, he hassles and in the main it worked. To substitute him for RVP was tactical suicide and Wenger knows it.
Arsene did his press conference sans tie so he must have been so angry that he loosened his tie. What rage, what anger, what coolness. What lack of blame on his part. Now to appease Seb I won't call for his head. But he should be held to account for our third defeat on the bounce. Every season we collapse and the only difference this season is it is later than usual. 71 points is a decent haul but we have punched above our weight this season and have been found wanting. Should Wenger have to answer for this, or does his dichotomy of treating the players like responsible, intelligent adults, yet highlighting the collective youth in the side be a contradiction that none of us have to dwell on?
I for one am flummoxed as I feel he has now talked himself into a cul de sac of shite. On the one hand they lack experience, discipline, maturity. On the other, they have such spirit, commitment and belief. On the third tentacle, they have a naivety that needs nipping in the bud, on the fourth there is a desire to be winners and only of the best competitions. On the fifth, is the disdain for the cups that would provide the players with the experience of British pressure in order for them to cut their teeth. On the sixth is a DVD called Sprinting Into Injury volumes 17-250.
There are always two empty hands for the 'flail'. The crowds now imitate his flail. He is a parody of himself as his reasons contradict themselves. He won't pay over the odds but knows the players he needs will not come for the money he is willing to offer. He will not compromise his style and manner of football but when the shit hits the fan we play route one whether Bendtner or Arshavin are the lone frontman. He won't buy English because he doesn't believe in grit, yet we are linked with Kevin Nolan of all people!?! He wants to be on a par with Barcelona but is well known to not practise defending with his team, nor create a game plan based on the opposition.
I have said this in passing so many times that I will now consign it to text. Led Zeppelin's final album was a bunch of self indulgent, utter shite. Led Zeppelin!!! Gods of Rock making shite. They couldn't do anything about it because John Bonham drank himself to death. So before Fabregas hits the booze on a Russian style bender, I would suggest that Wenger cull some of the young, impotent and frankly self-obsessed bulls (who would, like Narcissus, like to do nothing more than stare at their own reflection in the trough) - and instead 'stake' his family holiday money on a couple of bulls, dripping with semen who can like Third Eye on the Bad Boy remix of Supercat's Dolly Me Baby "make fellas jump up and girls get buck naked".
Now you might accuse me of waffling but actually this is a catharsis as I try to let Wenger's plethora of contradictions resonate and settle in my obviously ill informed football mind. Because you see, I want him held to account, taken to task, have to explain himself and prove himself as a decent manager by working to other people's expectations. Doing it all his way makes him a despot and frankly a pain in the Arsene. Myles Palmer calls him the master of spin. Spin means never having to say you are sorry and account for your mistakes.
Farmer Arsene has made some big mistakes and needs to atone. His bulls don't have the balls. I'm not suggesting he mortgage the farm on some earth shattering changes. But before he opts to fuck the cows himself in a rage of responsibility for his herd, he could just pay for a little help.
Cow fucker.
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