Right. Earlier than we thought, the depth of our squad is beginning to look suspect, methinks. As we recover from Kiev and look forward to Bolton, it's scary that all we can do is celebrate that there were no new injuries. Yippee. But that means Diaby is as usual still crocked, Nasri is down and Silvestre, is well, Silvestre. WTF is all I can say. Add to this the fact that we bought faulty goods in A Fishy Fishshop (aka Amaury Bischoff) and have to write-off Rosicky, I think the picture should be pretty clear, no?
If we are to read the tea leaves on Rosicky, it must be clear that we will hardly see any more of the poor sod. Here's a particularly sad tea leaf. It's shocking that he hasn't played since January. Has it been that long??? Holy shit. I remember long ago, when he first got crocked that one his Czech coaches warned that this was career ending. Well lo and behold. So we have it. So that's ONE place to be filled, in addition to what's missing in holding midfield. That makes TWO.
As for Diaby. The way he's getting injured, I'll bet my mortgage that he'll also never be a regular, so let's put that down as THREE. Nasri, Silvestre and Fishshop combined aren't much to shout about injury-wise as well, so all in all, we need to do something serious in January - and start praying that we get no further injuries. September is a bit early for injury prayers.
We can't put too much strain on this squad as is. RVP's going to get crocked the time he's putting on the clock. Until Eduardo comes back, Bendtner and Vela aren't ideal. Good, but not good enough for now. Thank god too Alex Song ain't made of glass, so at least we've got one holding midfield position in place. I suppose with Ramsey and Wilshere, we've got kids ready. But that's a litle bit scary, if you asked me.
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