Not the way it was planned…
My pastor knows exactly how Arsenal played based upon my look when I walk through the Church doors on Sunday mornings… you can guess what he saw this morning. Look, it’s early in the season. I’m not about to make heads or tails over what happened today. Giroud and Ozil had chances that easily could have gone in. Ramsey squandered a chances by pushing wide when he had Debuchy screaming in space (can’t blame him too much as it barely went wide and if in we wouldn’t even consider the discussion and applaud him for being aggressive). A set piece cost us and a low shot after giving up the ball to a back heeled Cech. This game could have easily been 3-2, 2-2, 0-0, 2-0 and our sad result…
After the first goal, West Ham sat like a fat lady after a shopping spree. They had no reason to press ahead and we lacked the ability to catch that lucky break or needed movement. Oh, forgot Alexis almost had one today too (that guy just loves football; such a pleasure to see and have him in our squad). The set piece was just blundered. Not sure what happened. Nerves? Unfamiliarity with defense? We didn’t help Cech today so I can’t wholly blame him but it was weird to see him come off his line with a set piece to far away… that said, I’m not about to question a keeper of his proven caliber. Just forget and move on. This is a long season and we’ve clearly seen that leading at the start doesn’t mean shit at the end.
You just have to give credit where it is due, applaud the Hammers and move on. We have Palace next week, who scored like crazy in the opener. A fully fit Alexis should be present and hopefully that injects what we need into a full 90 to come out with 3 points. I fully expect to see him start and his energy should help some (but we really can’t wait for him to be there given the talent that surrounds him too so no fucking excuses). Hats off to West Ham, they came in a punched us in the damn mouth. Get off yer arses boys and make a run on this shit from now on.
On another note, I finally went to a match this last spring. I was able to witness Swansea break my fucking heart at the Emirates. It was an emotional and enthralling experience capped with lots of pints and an absolute joy of an experience. It is now my goal to go to a match every other year. I can’t stand the idea of not seeing the Gunners live at least every other year. It was one of the most amazing experiences I have ever had and I would be a damn liar if I said I didn’t tear up walking to my seat for the match.
As a side note to that, what the fuck is up with being asked to goddamn sit for the fucking match?! You’re kidding me right? I fly halfway around the world to watch my team play live and you want me to sit? Needless to say I didn’t and I was damn proud the locals threw the middle finger to match enforcement so we didn’t have to… even picked up a shouting match with some Swansea fans during the match; it was glorious.
Right, well, thank God we don’t have a bloody mid week match like Man Pukey for Champions League. Suck it.