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Arsenal Disappoint with A Good Point

Today a guest post stolen  from @shotta_gooner (shhhh he doesn’t know yet.)

The idea that we would simply walk over Man Utd is simply jaw-dropping in its stupidity.  This is a good team who are currently champions of England.  After a run of poor results, pride alone dictated they would put up a strong performance against a big rival like Arsenal.  They came determined not to concede yet we were able to create five decent chances,  most in the last thirty minutes.

Yet some punters at the Emirates were booing at the end.  Frankly this mentality is stupid to the nth degree.  There is an alarming sense of self-entitlement that I hoped would have subsided given how hard this squad has worked to be in their current position.  And without two of our best players, Ramsey and Walcott.

I partially blame this emotive ignorance to the nonsense spouted by the media.  For example on my feed, there was Lee Dixon lamenting all game that we lacked the speed to go behind United and moaning that the Ox should be brought on.  As anyone who follows Arsenal could have predicted, the Ox was brought on in the 70th minute to have a go at a tiring United defense.  But he immediately demonstrated why he was a sub by losing the ball in his first attempt at a dribble setting United up for a counter-attack.  Did Lee Dixon admit that maybe he was wrong and Wenger right to focus on taking care of the ball with Rosicky?

Who is surprised he did not?

Take another example.

A tiring Arsenal in the 92nd minute, having recently mounted a failed attempt on goal, recover the ball deep in their half.  United cover all the passing lanes hunting the ball to have a final attempt on our goal.  Our midfielders and defenders play it safe, knocking it around, hoping for an opportunity to go forward.  The crowd starts howling to get the ball forward.  Lee Dixon echoes the sentiment.  Jack, the archetypical Englishman, receives the ball and instinctively does the crowd bidding, tries to force the ball forward and loses it within our half and United spring into the attack.  Happily our defenders were on their toes and win back the ball.

Does Lee Dixon acknowledge that Jack was naive and unprofessional?

Hell no.  Instead the producers turn up crowd noise to emphasize the stupid booing.

This is the kind of nonsense that have many fans emoting rather than reflecting.  It was a bloody good point and a damn better performance than last Saturday.

One point off the top.  Twelve games to go.

It’s all up for grabs.

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  1. *”constantly”, being the missing keyword.

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  2. Following on from recent threads here I enjoyed the arsenal fans tv podcast on atmosphere in the stadium.
    http://www.arsenalfantv.com/aftvpodcast/aftv-podcast-special-feb2014-part-2-atmosphere/
    They say the same things that many of us have been saying for ages. The dude from RedAction was interesting. Given his understanding of affairs, I’ll repeat that safe standing areas are what will do the job (an excuse to move people around).

    Even more interesting, and revealing was how little effort the other fan groups and bin dippers etc. have put into helping the six people that compose RedAction over the years. I suppose, as representatives of the fans that they have had more important issues to worry about: the manager’s salary, the transfers, the buffet, Usmanov’s desire for more shares, little Timmy’s spot on the board what what?

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  3. As for Maureen’s meltdown? As some fans prophesied earlier in the season, when the happy one’s mask slips off completely, that will be the sign that Arsenal are in a title race! Heh.

    We know that the gigantic football brains that are trapped writing for the funny papers and the redtops do not like The Arsenal. We know why. We don’t care.

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  4. LaGoonerVida February 15, 2014 at 9:39 am

    s.p.o.t.o.n

    Apropos February 15, 2014 at 10:50 am

    heh did you note the crossed hands and the lip of frustration with his eyes going all over the place and then trying to stare into you..haha…im sure he was kicking under the table too…fuming…..arsene has won the title…. the players need to confirm it on the league standings..thats all…..for the love of football, come on you gunners

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  5. As an older one LGV I found an extraordinarily easy way of dealing with negative coverage of the club.

    I don’t read it, I don’t listen to it, I don’t watch it.

    What baffles me is reading fans going mental week after week in response to some new idiocy spouted by Lineker or Savage or Holt or Lawrence or some other two Bob Meeja parasite out to grab a headline and a few thousand clicks for their website.

    I am not interested in Shearer’s opinion on anything – abuse or praise is therefore of equal and total irrelevance – it’s rubbish – all of it.

    I cannot understand why anyone adopts a different attitude ?

    Just say no !

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  6. Hunter that was the first time and probably last time I watched a chelski presser. Feel like stabbing my eyes. But my curiosity was evoked when couple of chelski fans admitted how genuinely rattled he looked. What hit me was how different his body language was when he talked about Wenger and otherwise. Seemed genuine alright. Another thing that I noticed was how hard a few journalist laughed but that’s another story. The Spanish did the good thing (for them) and kicked him out their country for bringing the game into disrepute. But of course back in premier league the British press couldn’t wait to crown him the new king after red nose. Gutter.

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  7. Anicoll, Le Grove’s supposedly a place where you can have an opinion, not get one. Just as long as that opinion has been formulated by Lineker, regurgitated by Shearer and approved by Robbie fucking Savage.

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  8. It’s the word failure which set him off. As Fat Sam proved, Mourinho is a think skinned, little prick.

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  9. Chelsea had their first corner in the 83rd minute and had zero shots on goal. Fear of failure indeed.

    By the way, Mou, if Arsene is a specialist in failure, it means he’s probably not afraid to fail. Unlike you, he doesn’t park the bus, prick.

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  10. Crude beat gas in the petro-chemical derby. Could have been more on then 2-0.

    Clichy stood out in the the first half. The City LB was maligned by the expert Groaners whilst at Arsenal yet somehow played well when City won the league. And after an early season slump seems back to form.

    Navas skinned the Gazprom LB, as with most opponents. He might have a harder time when he faces Gibbs.
    My cup of tea tells me that Nacho will start tomorrow with Gibbo being looked after on return from injury, getting nod for Munchen.

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  11. Arsene got into Mourinho’s head with that coy, little stab. Legend!!!!!

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  12. Vermaelan out is annoying.
    Experts are groaning at the prospect of Jenkinson starting tomorrow, conveniently forgetting he played in Munchen.

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  13. Gains @ 8.14
    It is funny! I also agree with those who say that AW (& everyone else save the plundits) won’t care what the response was.

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  14. Rodgers is going to try do the same thing he did last time. Give away all the width and try to overwhelm us through the middle. I hope Arsene plays Jack wide right, Ozil behind Giroud and the Ox or Poldi wide left. Make them play through us this time.

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  15. My work schedule and internet connection problem hasn’t allowed me post my reaction to our draw against those lots and I think most of the things I’ll love to say has been said by many. If anybody is stupid enough to believe that a game against those c**ts is going to be an easy one after the confidence killing game @ Anfield then they are rightly stupid.
    As for that stupid uncultured prick who is the manager of that russian’s blue FC, the least we talk about him the better. I’ve never respected any of his achievements because I find it difficult to understand why people can’t see beyond winning trophies in judging success. Success is relative and it will always remain so.

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  16. I just thought folks might enjoy this nostalgia piece, reprinted in The New Indian Express from the Telegraph, by Henry Winter

    As Liverpool prepare to face old rivals, an iconic figure recalls his famous Double winning goal

    A couple of years ago, a group of civic-minded, musically-aware Arsenal fans proposed to liven up the 2012 Christmas charts with a recorded tribute to Charlie George, their long-haired, beloved 1971 FA Cup winner. They even came up with the lyrics: “Have I seen Jesus Christ back on Earth? No, it’s Charlie lying flat on the Wembley turf.” For Arsenal fans flocking to the Emirates today George has never been out of the limelight, partly because he is a hugely popular tour guide of their stadium but also because the FA Cup fifth-round draw has pitted Arsenal against Liverpool, a repeat of the 71 final.

    Within seconds of the pairing being made, countless people were reviewing YouTube footage of George’s famous strike past Ray Clemence, and even more famous goal celebration. “Don’t ask me to lie on the floor!” George laughed as the Telegraph photographer arrived at the Emirates Stadium on Tuesday. “I’ll never be able to get back up!”

    Arthritis is one opponent George has been unable to shimmy past yet he remains Cheery Charlie, the passionate Arsenal fan, particularly when reminiscing about that sun-drenched day at Wembley of May 8, 1971. “It was voted the most iconic celebration,” George smiled. “I should have got the Hamlet advert, leaning back and smoking!”

    He was only 20. Before leaving the dressing-room, George first had to overcome nerves. “I used to be sick before kick-off. I used to build up a lot of acid in my stomach. I never really ate too much, because I couldn’t keep it down, and I didn’t have a fag before the final. It was nervous tension. Once I was out there I was fine.”

    With Bertie Mee and Bill Shankly leading the way, the teams marched out into the traditional Wembley sunshine. As the Duke of Edinburgh was presented to the players, John Radford said: “Hello Duke, meet King Charlie” and pointed at a laughing George. “That was Big Raddy!” George said with a smile. “He was a good player. He’d run all day for you. Never got the credit he deserved. I thought he was man of the match. Raddy was different class but they gave it to George [Graham] because they made out he got the goal when Eddie scored.”

    Kelly equalised Steve Heighway’s goal in the first period of extra time. With the clock then showing 111 minutes, George stepped into the Cup’s eternal limelight. “Ray Clemence took the kick, knocked it up to the halfway line and George won the header. I knocked it out to Raddy. He moved forward, getting near the box. He said later: ‘There’s no point in me taking a shot, I wouldn’t score so I gave it to Chas. I got an assist!’ So Raddy knocked the ball to me.

    “One of my strengths was I could shoot from any distance. It was a gift I was given by God. I’d had a couple of 30-yard, 40-yard shots – and with a proper football, not one of the light ones!” This was from 20 yards. “As soon as I struck it I knew it was in the net. Big Larry Lloyd, who I played with later at Nottingham Forest, always said: ‘I got a touch.’

    “But if you watch the ball, it never deviates. If Ray had got to it the shot would have broken his hand anyway. To me, it wasn’t the greatest goal in the world but it went in and proved important.”

    George fell back on the ground, arms outstretched, then raising his head. Surely a unique celebration. “No! I’d done exactly the same at Maine Road when I scored there in the fifth round. Look at the video! As I laid on the floor, I was looking over to Malcolm Allison, Manchester City’s coach.” Why? “Well, Frank McLintock came in the dressing room before the game and said: ‘I’ve been talking to Malcolm and Malcolm thinks you’re c—.’ When the game started, I was the best player. That’s why I looked at Malcolm.

    “After the game, I’m running up the tunnel, giving Malcolm some abuse. He doesn’t know what’s going on. Frank had to go and have a word and say: ‘Sorry Malcolm, I wound Charlie up. I told him you said Charlie was no good.’ Malcolm said: ‘Thanks!’ Frank was like that; he knew how to get you motivated. He was the greatest captain I ever played for. I’ve never seen anyone with so much enthusiasm and will to win as Frank McLintock.”

    After Bob McNab rushed to the earth-bound No 11, McLintock was next to reach George, still lying there, still engaged in a goal celebration that launched a thousand theories.

    “Bob was first over, then Frank. Then Big Raddy said: ‘You’ve got to get up old boy because there’s another eight minutes to go.’ He might have said it a bit stronger than that!”

    But why lie there with all the world watching? Egotism? George was certainly an entertainer.

    “I was probably a show-man,” he agreed. “There was a picture of me in the paper dressed up as a king on a throne! When you think of the wages we were on! I was on pounds 100 quid a week when I won the Double. My girlfriend at the time was earning more than me but I was doing something I loved.

    “I wasn’t a star. I was a local lad. To me I was no different to anyone else. I was brought up in a working-class family, in a flat, proud of where I came from and my dad was strict. I was born in Tufnell Park, five minutes from here. I was five when I first watched Arsenal. I used to stand on a milk-crate in the South Stand [the Clock End]. As I got older I started walking round to the old West Stand, then up into the North Bank aged nine.”

    So was that why he staged such a celebration? Because he was an Arsenal fan? “Spurs were the last team to do the Double so it meant so much,” he recalled. The league leg of the Double had been secured five days earlier by Arsenal – at White Hart Lane.

    Or was it a challenge to the dug-out (as he did with Allison) towards the disciplinarian Mee? “We hated each other. We just clashed. I didn’t need anyone to tell me how to play football. I knew.”

    Or was it exhaustion that sent George to that sapping turf? “I was tired but no more than anyone else.” So, what was it? Simple. “It was time-wasting.”

    Helped by George’s static stance, Arsenal did run down the clock, eventually hearing the final whistle that confirmed the Double. “The Liverpool fans were great. They clapped us off the pitch. One of the first people to come up was Bill Shankly. He congratulated me. Shanks was great. He just loved football.”

    And so to today. “It will be very difficult, especially after last Saturday [when Arsenal were thumped 5-1]. I was up there at Anfield and Liverpool did a real job on us. I was actually sitting amongst all the Liverpool fans. After the game, we jumped in a cab and the driver was an Everton fan. ‘I was hoping you were going to win 6-5,’ he said.”

    George has to return to his tours. He is history made flesh, a fund of stories, the star-turn for fans waiting to be guided around. As he headed off, the star of 70-71 mentioned when Arsenal sought the next Double in 1998. He went to Wembley with his daughter Kaana for the final against Newcastle. “The club gave us tickets,” George recalled. “My daughter said: ‘Dad! Look at our seat numbers: 70-71.'”

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  17. Having never set eyes on him, much less seen him play except for a few old clips (including the famed double celebration mentioned), I’ve loved Charlie George as long as I’ve loved Arsenal. Later I learned it’s the idea of Charlie that had me so entranced, the local working class lad, Arsenal to his bones, attending matches as a kid; then, what a story, playing for the team he adored, the showman, the dribbler, the impossible shot from 30 years that went in, the working class swagger … Arsenal! and now I read his girlfriend of the time earned more than he did as a football superstar. Would Wenger have picked Charlie? Are you joking? He would have been first or second name on the team-sheet for character, loyalty and Wenger’s famed “player with something special”.

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