So the odds are stacked incredibly against us. Not that it surprises me. There’s a little story around that has John the f#@$ Terry saying that Arse are spineless, primarily because we lack English “spine”. Well, I won’t bother with linking it. Terry the f#@$ can go screw himself. I’m just glad the only thing Eboue did useful this season was putting his foot in the way of his clearance. Yum. I should put a video on to keep reminding us. Remind me to go check on Youtube.
Carrick has also issued the usual “let’s be wary of a wounded Arse” story. Thanks, that was nice, but it wasn’t really necessary, what with your boss writing us off. If you really want, you could score a nice own goal, you know.
All in all, I must say I really don’t know what’s going to happen tomorrow. We could implode (if we haven’t already imploded). We could limp to another listless draw, we could end up in little fisticuffs just to get our frustrations out, or we could make everything nice and interesting and just beat them at Old Trafford. If Sven and his crop could do it, then Arsene and his should be able too.
I’d like to see Arsene give Theo a full 90 minutes, and maybe give Ade a rest. It’d be interesting to see RVP and Theo start. Who knows what could happen. They’re our freshest legs upfront. I really can’t fathom Eboue playing, but with Bacary still out, the odds are that he will start. Oh well. Maybe he could look into Rooney’s metatarsals too, if not anything else. Whatever the case, there may be English spine out there, but I can’t say much more about the bones in their feet.
But here’s another interesting thought. Let’s say we whip MU (yes, yes, the statistical odds are way against that) – and Chelsea win both their upcoming games against Wigan and Everton. We could have new leaders by Thursday. I’d way rather MU win it, but just to make it interesting, why not. Wouldn’t mind the sight of Ronaldo crying too. But no, no way in hell would I want to see Lumpard and John the f#!@ Terry lifting that trophy.
Back to the game. We’ve done pretty well neutralizing key men this season. Kaka, Ronaldo in the first game at the Emirates, and even Torres for the most part recently. So I don’t see us falling over at the sight of Ronaldo. Maybe we should have Diaby on the left, just to keep him company. Hleb’s looked tired recently, and I’d like to give him a rest.
Finally, with all the talk (some justified) about our overall level of confidence, I must say that you never know. Remember last season? Our season was on the brink of collapse before it even started – much like the dreaded PE – when we headed off to Old Trafford and won!
Guys – this may just be our last meaningful game of the season, so let’s just go out there and make at least a meal of it. We’ve been able to produce good 30-45 minutes spells all through this crap last couple of weeks. All we need to do are: (a) make sure we score at least once during such a spell, (b) not let in a goal at the end of it, and (c) pray for the rest of the 90. Sounds easy enough. Let’s do it.
On other things, Mad Jens has missed his meds again, and gone off again on Manuel. Don’t see how he can claim that Arse would have won against Pool with him in the team. What? He was going to play defence? Stand next to Senderos? Get us a goal from a set piece?
Manuel has responded. Good for him. Methinks we should all just leave Jens alone (ie ignore him). Remember this could happen to us all as we get older. I suppose since he was forced to stay in London so his kids could go to school, he might be feeling a little bit hard done by. But then…how would you explain what happen between him and Oliver Kahn?
It’s sad when someone so dear to you, some who has saved us a few penalties (Scholes, Riquelme?) goes out like a damp squib. I suppose he's also one of the last remaining Invincibles. The boss has responded too. I like this line: “Team psychology is not the biggest strength in Germany.” You bet. They've had a bad historical record. Maybe what we should have done was just send him back to Germany after his little dalliance with Robbie Keane messed up our celebrations at White Hart Lane...so many years ago now.
So, as I said, the odds are against us. But what the heck, I may just go out, and do something I’ve said I would never do, and that is bet on an Arsenal game. I’ll go put some money on an Arse win. Why the hell not.
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