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Relegation is hard to stomach

Man at the Match, Chary: Arsenal rain on Wigan’s parade

Despite the award of a free kick for a non-foul that led to an undeserved Wigan equaliser to Podolski’s early strike, Arsenal bit back in the second half to score 3 goals in a 15 minute spell and trounce championship bound Wigan.

As the rain came down in relentless sheets on the red corner of North London the Arsenal faced up to a Wigan side fresh from a giant killing of Roberto Mancini’s former team, Manchester City.

The neon lighting around the Ashburton Grove stadium combined with the heavy bursts of rain to give the look of a Blade Runner inspired backdrop but with a cool autumnal feel despite it being mid-May.

With all but the ever injured Abou Diaby available for selection the major choices for Wenger would have been whether Gibbs and Flappy would return to the starting XI at the expense of Monreal and Chesney, with the latter having done nothing to deserve being dropped, in the event the return of Gibbs was the only change.

Wigan’s support were squeezed into one block, rather than the three away clubs normally get probably due to their supporters opting for the Wembley fixture of their 2 London dates in the space of four days.

Wigan squeezed  into 1 block

As the game kicked off the Wigan danger man McManaman was given license to run their right wing however it was clear early on that Gibbs had the measure of him – Kieran’s anticipation of his interplay with Maloney prevented anything of consequence developing offense wise for Wigan.

While there was a little tension in the air around the stadium Gooners would have done well to realise that Wigan’s defence has been leaky most of the season and so it was to prove. A cross into their box was headed in, with little challenge from the Wigan defenders, by Podolski to put the good guys one up fairly early. Due to Arteta losing the toss we attacked the North bank in the first half, and not the second as is usual, so my view on the goal was a distant one as I was in the Clock end lower tier.

The rain carried on saturating the players and the pitch and possibly Mike Dean’s brain as he gave the first of two Wigan free kicks for fouls of what seemed to be of minimal contact and close to the edge of our penalty area.

The first of the free kicks went into the wall and ricocheted off in my direction to the right of the goal but the second 30 seconds before half time beat Chesney’s left hand.

The sense of injustice of an equalising goal coming from the “Dean effect” galvanised the crowd and the aforementioned official and his team left the pitch to a justified chorus of boos and whistles.

The atmosphere at the stadium could have gone one of two ways in the second half – either nervous anxiety or defiance and support of a team that deserved to be winning. It went the second way and it has to be said the way the crowd got behind the team and didn’t let the officials get any respite from home crowd pressure or the timewasting by the Wigan players (the goalie, who was given the countdown, or the player who got booked for slowing down the taking of the corner) go unnoticed.

The Arsenal were now attacking the goal in front of me and it seemed the team were being energised by the crowd to get the win that was rightfully theirs with Cazorla being effective in decisive bursts.

Goalmouth melee

All of a sudden he was running towards me, down our right wing, and a cross was slung in towards Theo. At that point time appeared to slow:

Oh, it’s bobbling around in there, wouldn’t it be nice if Theo got onto that, but wait the goalie has ploughed into him, that’s a penalty surely, never mind it’s a goal now as he’s bundled it in!

It was nothing more than Arsenal deserved and the crowd felt the vindication of taking a lead that was lawfully theirs.

About 25 minutes or so to go, would we hold onto the lead? Moments later, all of a sudden Podolski latched onto a through ball from Santi, who I think took advantage of napping by the Wigan defence to send in a quick cross, and Lukas duly lobbed the floundering Joel in the Latics goal.

Pod's second

Relief! A two goal buffer, one that this more defensively resilient Arsenal would surely hold onto. However yet another telling through ball from Santi set off Rambo on a marauding left wing run, which just as I saw the whites of his eyes he flashed them to the side and curled in a delicious goal past the keeper who was expecting him to cross, and made it four goals for Arsenal. After another lung busting performance in a dynamic midfield the supporters to a man were elated for Aaron, who thoroughly deserved to score

Rambo goal golf

A few late subs saw Jack return; he suffered his first foul (one that Dean even called) after being on the field for five seconds and our skipper come on after Oxo.

4-1, a decisive score line and one that started the exits of the bedraggled Wigan supporters to begin their long journey up north to Lancashire, where they would contemplate life in the Championship come August. To the Arsenal supporters credit when the Wigan team went to clap their fans at the final whistle they also applauded the team and their remaining fans.

Relegation is hard to stomach

The chants of “We’re coming for you, we’re coming for yoooo—uuu, Tottenham Hotspur, we’re coming for you” rang out at fulltime and while the job is not finished the home season ended on a high note and the lap of appreciation was warmly received and all thoughts would then be focused on final fixture against Newcastle.

Lap of appreciation

It’s been a rough old season and your humble scribe hopes you enjoyed this season’s reports and looks forward to a win on Sunday to salvage a season that started off inauspiciously.

UTA!

By Charybdis1966, on Youtube and Twitter.

sisyphus

Wigan and Arsenal face the mountain and the rock

Sisyphus is the absurd hero. He is, as much through his passions as through his torture. His scorn of the gods, his hatred of death, and his passion for life won him that unspeakable penalty in which the whole being is exerted toward accomplishing nothing. This is the price that must be paid for the passions of this earth. — Albert Camus, “The Myth of Sisyphus”

Tottenham won today, beating Stoke with a last minute goal by the guy who has carried them over the last few weeks, former Arsenal player Emmanuel Adebayor. In another part of England, as I write this, Norwich are running away with their game 4-0 winners, Southampton and Sunderland are heaping pressure on Wigan with a close-fought 1-1 draw at the Stadium of Light, and Newcastle is trying to perform a miracle escape from relegation by beating QPR 2-1 despite having their starting keeper sent off. All of which is being overseen by Zeus, sat upon his throne at Mt. Traffrord, a special, red, Chevy bucket seat, chewing gum, and ready to cast lightning bolts down upon his players if they ruin his big day.

All in all, it’s been a terrible day for Wigan. Much like Sisyphus, they had just pushed the boulder to the top of the hill by beating giants Man City in the FA Cup yesterday, and today they had to stand there and watch as Newcastle, Sunderland, and Norwich kicked the boulder back down to the plains below. As Camus would rightly point out, this is the moment in our absurd narrative where Wigan walks back down the hill toward the rock, contemplating their fate all the way, smiles that they have beaten the gods and resigned themselves too their absurd and pointless task, and simply grasps that boulder in both hands and begins the long push back up the hill.

That boulder is Arsenal on Tuesday.

Wigan won the FA Cup head to toe, by which I mean both that the toe of keeper Joel Robles saved a goal by Carlos Tevez and the head of late substitute Ben Watson scored the only goal of the game. But I also mean that Wigan played that match with every inch of their bodies, not a single minute went by that Wigan let their foot, heads, or torsos off the gas pedal. Which is how you have to do it if you’re a team from a town of 80,000 people with a turnover of just £50m facing an opposition team who spend that amount on just one player.

Wigan, on top of the mountain.

They have stuck around in London for Tuesday’s match, against another of the big teams who have annual revenue around 5x that of Wigan and they will be looking to get that boulder back to the top of the mountain again.

People complain that fourth place isn’t a trophy but then those same people will say that Tuesdays game will be “like a cup final”. The reality is that for both Wigan and Arsenal, a loss in Tuesday’s match means almost certain relegation and a resultant massive financial hit. For Wigan, relegation from the Premier League this season means that they would lose out on the windfall new television contract. And when you consider how reliant they are on television money (in 2009/2010 £38m of their £43m budget came from TV revenue or as Swiss Ramble put it “They have the lowest revenue in the top tier, just about the smallest crowds, the highest reliance on television money, one of the highest wages to turnover ratios and no cash.”) that means relegation from the Premier League is financially devastating. It might even prove the end of Wigan.

Arsenal are in a similar situation, as a completely self-sustaining club they rely on Champions League money and there is a huge fear among many Arsenal fans that if they were to finish outside of the Champions League places that the club would instill austerity measures and buckle down on the cash reserves that they have socked away for just this type of rainy day scenario.

So, while I understand that finishing fourth again for Arsenal fans doesn’t seem to have the glory of winning a trophy, for both club’s management and for most of both team’s supporters “staying up” is a trophy of sorts. And both teams are going to play with the fire of a cup final — at least we hope.

But if the task for both teams is Sisyphian, the analogy breaks down a bit in that in the myth Sisyphus never loses. He always completes his task. And unlike Sisyphus one (or both) of the two teams on Tuesday will lose.

After which they will turn around, see the boulder on the plains below them and begin the long, slow, contemplative march back to their never-ending task.

Qq

EX-CLUSIVE: first look at Arsenal’s new WHITE Puma away strip

The Mirror broke with the headline that Arsenal have agreed to a £170m deal with PUMA to supply shirts for the Arsenal starting in, uhhm, they are actually unclear on that fact saying… “The deal, which will not be announced officially for some time…”

But I had a friend on twitter @BayAreaGrimbo who tweeted this picture to another friend of mine and I can confirm that she replied “LOL”.

puma

Seeing the photo, I immediately “swooped” as I believe this to be an exclusive, sneak preview of the new Arsenal away kit starting in, uhh, let’s see, Arsenal’s deal with Nike lasts another year at least, so, let’s go with 2015.

What, exactly, Arsenal will do with all the money from this deal is now up for speculation. Will they buy Cavani? Jovetic? Bony? Falcao? Aubameyang? Lukaku? David Villa? Cesc Fabregas?

Am I just stuffing famous strikers names into this blog post in order to generate more hits because if the deal is real then it won’t put money into Arsene Wenger’s “war chest” until the year after his contract runs out by which time all those players will already belong to Chelsea/ManU/ManCity?

Yes, but it’s for a good cause. Nothing generates hits like a “New Kit” post. And a “new kit” post, plus a “transfer war chest” post, is like that one time when Superman fought Batman in the future.

What I’m trying to say is that I hate comics.

Qq