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A European Distraction.

Hello one and all.

Tonight we play  Dinamo Zagreb at home, a game we want to win in order to get a reduced fixture list after the league stage. So although a win win not guarantee a top 8 finish, but it will take us a good way down that road.

There is some good news on the injury front with  Ethan Nwaneri and Riccardo Calafiori available, not that that will spare us from Thomas Partey playing at RB. When was it a law that you can’t play two CBs that play with their left foot? I’ve seen dozens of pairing that were both right footed, so why not two left footers? I’m sure that there will be loads of experts shouting “passing angles and patterns of play” as they read this, but come on, do me a favour. The solution should be to disrupt the team as little as possible, not play Timber , Partey and Rice all out of their preferred position?

Anyway, this is a game we should win at a canter, and if it were me I would be rotating and have a good number of our over flogged first choice players on the bench for emergencies. But what do I know? Well actually I do know that Arteta will get his whip out and flog them some more.

That’s it folks, enjoy the game.

Pedantic George.

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A Good Ebening Required.

Good morning all.

Before we get into my deep tactical analysis of our game against Mr. Emery’s villains, a moments thought on the loss of the great Denis Law, who has passed ages 84. Some player he was.

We have another home game against a good team that has taken too many points off of us since Emery took charge. This really is a tricky fixture given our injury list and problems putting the ball in the net. We should of course win, but it’s by no means a shoe-in.

As I predicted, the win against Spurs has massively lifted the previously depressed mood, as it should. We really should have ran away with that game, but won by a single goal, so the nerves were jangling right up until the final whistle. That mood could be scuppered if Emery gets the better of Arteta, the “Arteta Out ” boys would jizz themselves.

Given the talk of Saliba’s hamstring injury and Sterling’s unimpressive outing , my team prediction is  Raya; Timber, Kiwior , Gabriel, Lewis-Skelly; Odegaard, Partey, Rice; Martinelli, Havertz, Trossard. By the way, I’m hugely impressed by Lewis-Skelly, it might be early doors, but I’m calling him for an Englans call up before he gets the key to the door.

Well that’s about all I have, all we can do is keep pushing and hope Liverpool faulter, it’s unlikely, but we would be kicking ourselves if they do and we are not in a position to capitalise.

Pedantic George.

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The NLD, Agony or Extasy?

Hello one and all.

In the absence of the wonderful Mill’s musings, it falls on me to carry the fading torch today. Me, my sunny disposition and in depth tactical knowledge, oh yes, you’re in for a treat today positives.

I would love to relate a story about a memorable visit to a North London Derby, but as I haven’t been within 200 miles of one, that’s not an option. However, there are some great memories from these games, and at the front of those are the first of two consecutive 5-2 wins during what I’m now reliably told was the “banter era”. 2-0 down against Bale, Modric, VDV and the rest of the Harry all stars. Mikel himself chipped a ball into the box and Sagna ran on to it , heading home from some 18 yards out, then Rosicky took the game by the scruff of the neck and RVP put them to the sword. It really was peak Wenger ball and a joy to behold.

So what have we got to look forward to on Wednesday evening? I would suggest it will be a far cry from Wenger ball, where creativity and players swashing their buckles was fundamental. It will be horse shoe possession inching our way up the pitch in the hope of getting a corner. Harsh you say? Well perhaps, but the evidence is right there in front of our eyes, every game, over and over. Our hope of a good game lies in the hands of the Spurs team, they are so gung-ho that they might drag us screaming and kicking into a good game of football.

At the time of writing this I don’t have the details of what our current injury woes are, so predicting a line up is pointless, but it’s not looking good. On the upside, Spurs have worse injury problems than us.

What I do know is the mood is not good, realistically dumped out of both domestic cups in a week, both home games, one of which was against 10 men of the worst United team the PL has seen. No matter how positive we want to be, we are more or less out of the running for the League Title, and have been since November.

If we don’t win this game I fear the worst, those calling for Arteta’s head will become relentlessly loud and obnoxious. Trenches will be dug and fans will fight each other with new social media whores popping up left, right and centre. I can’t think of a fixture that could be worse than this , if it goes wrong. On the flip side, because it’s Spurs, a win will pick us all up and at very least, kick the “Arteta Out” can down the road a good way.

Anyway, that’s it from me, let’s hope for a good game and a corner being turned into sunnier pastures. Enjoy it, after all, it’s only a game.

Pedantic George.

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POTHOLES IN OUR LAWN.

Hello and how are you? Sunday 12th of January sees the Mighty Cannon host our old rivals of another era, Manchester United in the 3rd round of the FA Cup, kick off 3.00pm (western European time).

Well, here we go again! I’m hoping that we can slough off the skin of frustration that came out of the 70% possession, 24 shots, 11 corner kicks, 3 French hens, but only 1 shot on target first leg of the Carabao semi-final. I’m hoping Kai doesn’t think too much when he has a chance to score from a header, and I’m sorry to see that old problem rise again (as it was when he first came) also I’m hoping that Martinelli doesn’t panic when he has a shooting chance. Its easy to be the hindsight, advice-giving, non-playing guru though. Thankfully I’m not the guru or good at giving advice. What a nightmare that would be…

I read that Newcastle ‘outclassed’ Arsenal in that game, personally I’m a bit sceptical about that, certainly they took their few chances and we didn’t, and they parked the bus, throwing man after man in desperation to block all they could and it worked. On another day we might have hit them for four or more. But we didn’t. Bad day at the physics lab! However the tie isn’t over yet and the landscape of football will be different for good or bad when the 2nd leg gets under way. 

We might not be favourites, but that too, might go our way, hubris might be the undoing of Newcastle yet? There is one question that’s niggling me, is Isak a bit overrated? Of course judging by which scale, but it is a question worth asking. We are so missing up front that the idea of anyone can be a bit tempting?

Perhaps, and maybe it is only perhaps, if the shuffle and seaweed-scrape of the Brighton game with its preposterous penalty decision might have gone our way then who knows how we might have ventured in the semi-final? Newcastle had their tails up going into that game as we sometimes do and sometimes don’t. But that’s be the main problem of our team this season? However, scenario-speculation is a sure heck of a waste of time?

Even though this sites called Positively Arsenal I’m not some Pollyanna character, although I’m sure Pollyanna had a good life and good mental health, but I haven’t given up hope yet in that game. Sorry, there’s nothing I can do, I support Arsenal, and my version of that is a bit simplistic and dippy really, even if 3-0 down I still think we can do it, I know what it makes me, but that’s the way it is. When the second Newcastle goal went in, I still urged our boys on to hopefully get a goal to keep us in the tie and will still go into the 2nd leg believing we can do it, even if they get an early goal which I’m sure will be their aim, like.

Ok, enough of that crap, so its onto our old enemy ManUre. And in the cup. Oh brother, why them and now? Their draw against Liverpool probably has invigorated them, and despite us being grateful for the dropping of a couple of Scouse points, they will make the trip down south with a little gleam in the eye. Well fork that! Who do you think you are the milkman?  

The  Mighty Cannon has been given a 58.7% chance of winning according to stat HQ AI, whilst thems from Old Toilet are only on a 17.5% chance. I’m sure United have looked endlessly at the Newcastle game and will try to use it as a blue print for beating us. But watch out Madchester, that was the first time we’ve lost since Villa came and did the business last April, and we are sore , we want revenge and we don’t like you. Grrr! You hear me?

“what that? I can’t quite hear you”

The cup might not be what it was, but then what is? Anyhow, by the time Sunday comes, I’m sure Arteta and the lads will be pumped up and ready to rumble. If not then we are going to need some mega-vitamins to get over the grumbles when facing the Spuds. I was going to get into a big rant about a racist ManUre fan I worked with years a go, but I’m saving that one, the worlds negative enough without me digging up old graves and us examining the rotting corpses together. Pfui!

Well that’s it, lots of bits and pieces that I’m sure have made you feel like going off and listening to your old Del La Soul records instead of reading this. Yodel-eh-e-oh!

Even so, here’s to a great game for us and lucky horses! 

COYG and keep on keepin’ on!

Mills

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Barcode Bare-bellies Are Coming!

Hello and how are you?

Tuesday 7th of January sees the Mighty Cannon host Newcastle United in the semi-final first leg of the Carabao Cup, kick off  8.00pm (western European time).

Ok, frustrations, grrrs and wanting more aside, here is something more, it’s the semi-final of the Carabao cup! I know I’m a fool, but after the Tayloyored-slosh around and draw in the south-coast seaweed, I’m looking forward to this one. We can forget the trails and tribulations of  the PL for a couple of games, as we head into back to back cup games. This first one against Newcastle and the second versus Manchester United in the FAC and three days after that its the Spuds (in the PL). I think January is something like nine games to play? Perhaps the grinding international ‘breaks’ in the early part of the season if dumped or re-arranged might mean less congestion in this, the sunless, unhealthy part of the season?

To the neutral this must be something of an exciting game? Heck, it seems pretty exciting as an Arsenal supporter! Of course it seems odd as normally this would be the date (or thereabouts) of the FAC 3rd round, which as you already know comes next on the 12th of January and it does seem a bit odd playing the SF of the league cup now. Maybe its the tonic we need at this moment?

This two-leggéd affair has all the signs of being a classic. Arsenal, slightly wavering, drawing too much for anyone’s taste and who really should be ahead of Liverpool, but on their day can hit you for five. Newcastle resurgent and looking hungry, creeping up the table again, with some fine players in their squad. How will this one play out? You could imagine the Geordies going for a draw or giving it the old parked bus and then hope to take us back up to theirs and finish the job?

But this Arsenal side is unpredictable, and much depends as to whose playing where, whose injured/ill and whose not? Looks like Ethan might be out for a couple of weeks, but one never knows, is it a bluff for the United game? We are currently the kind of side that could lose 1-0 at the Emirates but then get hacked off enough to win 3-0 up at St.James’ Park. Of course I realise all the variables are on the table so there’s no need for me to insult your intelligence by going through them all.

Stat HQ AI gives the mighty Cannon a 55% chance of winning and Newcastle 20.9% (as of writing), so like the Brighton game we are still tipped for the win but again under the 60% level. 

I kept this piece short, not because its a drag to preview, but because its the opposite and I feel anecdotes or memories have no place in this one as it would take away from the excitement of the game. COYG!

Well that’s it, lots of bits and pieces that I’m sure have made you feel like going off and buying a vivarium and breeding salamanders instead of reading this.

Even so, here’s to a great game for us and lucky horses! 

COYG and keep on keepin’ on!

Mills

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A SOUTH-COAST SOJOURN!

Hello and how are you?

Saturday 4th of January sees the Mighty Cannon take a trip down Premier League lane to the south coast to take up positions in a bout against Brighton and Hove Albion at the at Amex, kick off 5.30pm (western European time).

Part 1. And?

January the 4th. This day always sticks in my mind, as many famous died on this date. Over the years its left a cold, bitter as the cud taste, a darkling moment before the antics of Sir Andrew Augecheek on 12th night and bye to Christmastide. Unless youre Orthodox, in which case its ‘hello Christmastide’?

This list is long of those that shuffled off the mortal coil on this day and I won’t catalogue them all, but some are; Albert Camus, Glynis Johns, David Soul, Humphrey Carpenter (who I phoned up aged 12 and got on his nerves. Tip: don’t list your phone number in the book because I might phone you up for a chat), Phil Lynott, Eve Arnold, Christopher Isherwood, Donald Campbell, Karl Janáček and my own two personal favourite bass players, Mick Karn and Paul Chambers, all said: adios guy. 

Chambers dead at 33, and yet played on a ridiculous amount of records, some of them true peaks in the agreed highs of musical history. What is it about this day? Ever since I saw the spooky, black and white, slightly out of sync film with personal commentary of Donald Campbells accident, its haunted me. When Mick died it was like a a cruel joke, surely not on this day? Never again would those original, inventive, slithery bass patterns be heard again live.

As a kid you become slightly conscious of life, and are aware that it changes but you think it won’t change that much. Then one day look around and the landscapes totally different. TV personalities are different, values are different, design is different, the reflection in the mirror is different, football clubs are different, even the fans are different.

 I find it exasperating, everything that seemed solid and relevant was just in state of flux and mutation, everything that was important becomes unimportant? How do we choose to find values? Perhaps the dualities themselves are both red herrings? Praise and negative criticism, which one is real, which one is true? What if neither of them are? Or both are real, but not really real? Not really real because, as we can’t find anything in them that is unchanging but they still exist, in some form or other? But I’m an idiot, as I want things to not change, so I suffer more, sentimentality can be a drag, but it can also lead to compassion, and although its the hardest of all humanly tests, maybe its the only one that might have some liberating element? How do you balance nihilistic attitudes like ‘everything goes to dust, so who cares?’and/ or ‘all things are important and worthy no matter their current state?’.

 Any choices we make means elements are left out. Someone is left out, how do we stop this, can it be stopped? What are its ongoing consequences? It might seem irrelevant but such decisions affect managers and footballers as they search for harmony and victory, in a world where everything is against them, at least at some point. Choosing this means neglecting that. But what if that was the choice we should have made rather than this? It might sound pretty pretentious, but perhaps leagues are won and lost on such matters?

Part 2. Eh?

In one way we can look at the football season as a descent and an ascent? We start in the last languid golden days of August and head down the darkening yet colourful slope of autumn and hit the bottom of the valley in the silence of winter. The fairy lights of Christmas lead us across the dark, rocky plateau at the bottom of the valley and up and on to part two of the season. Its cold and hard, games coming fast and furious. Everyone has anxiety about a 3rd round FAC humiliation, and ManUre despite their bad form will be doing all they can to stop us, for them it would be giant-killing victory? He wrote with a wry grin, but not expecting it. 

This coming period will mean the stretching of the squad, everyone wants to stay in as many competitions as possible. But the break- through of Nwaneri and Lewis-Skelly has been good to see. I would have liked to have seen Sterling make more of an impact, but it might be too late for that plus there the opening of the transfer supermarket, with almost no special offers, but if there’s a piece of the jigsaw puzzle of perfection lurking in some bargain bucket I hope we sweep it up! I can’t see Isak coming down from Newcastle, and Rashford seems all wrong, at least on paper. Jesus has found some form, and that’s been something to cheer about…long may he find the back of the net.

Yet soon the games fly by as we climb up the other valleys side and before you can say ‘knife’ we are in the early days of June watching the CL final. We really need something, 2nd is very credible but Arsenal need some kind of silverware or a massive attempt to ascend to the summit. But it can only be one step at a time? At the valleys bottom is the spring board to May’s meadows of glory?

“thanks for telling us”

This January we have Villa, the Spuds, ManUre in the cup and City in early Feb, and we know that we can’t really afford to lose or draw again, so that’s an added pressure. Of course we are all hoping for a massive Liverpool implosion, like you, I’m not sure it will come, but it could…its interesting to see the amount of teams starting to make a bid; Forest, Chelsea, Newcastle, despite the 115 case, City themselves could make a comeback like Status Quo, so there much to be expected?

Part 3. Epilogue. Phew!

Brighton have slipped down to 10th which is not part of their overall plan for sure. They are the sort of team that can be a real tough one on the right day (he said like a truly monstrous, analytically-insightful nobel peace-prize winning expert). Our mates at stat HQ reckon the Seaweed have 21.7% chance of winning and the Gunners are at 54.1%.

Well that’s it, lots of bits and pieces that I’m sure have made you feel like going off and reading a Joseph Wrights Grammar of the Gothic language instead of reading this.

Even so, here’s to a great game for us and lucky horses! 

COYG and keep on keepin’ on!

Mills

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ON NEW YEARS DAY!

Hello and how are you?

Wednesday the 1st of January 2025 sees the Mighty Cannon in action over at the Brentford Community Stadium against Brentford FC at 5.30pm western European time.

At some point this season I was going to face a wall in writing an article, and here it is. I haven’t clue about this game, I’ve spent days thinking about it and keep coming up with a blank. What should I tie in? Auden’s New Year Letter?  U2’s song ‘New Years day’? Discuss the Viennese New Year concert, I wonder if the Danube still looks blue to those in love as mentioned in the film ‘goodbye Mr Chips’? I suppose our Mr Chips was Liam Brady? 

“shut up Mills!”

I’ve only met one Brentford fan in my life and that was nearly forty years ago. I didn’t like him too much and insisted that we show him respect because he was an adult and call him Mr, rather than his first name, which I had done. Mr.Twat. But I’m not daft enough to have met one fan of a team who was a bit of a tool and condemn all the others as being the same way. 

I have no beef with Brentford and when we lost in the opening game of 2021 I didn’t begrudge it, I did feel it was set up a bit, everyone hoping nasty Arsenal would lose to plucky,courageous, low-league Brentford to give them the match/headlines they wanted. And they got what they wanted, but haven’t since. Ha! Ha!

Out first game against the Bees was back in 1902 in the FAC, 1-1, then we thrashed them 5-1 in the replay. Head to head its: won 9, drawn 5, and lost 6. But except for the loss in 2021, the loss before that was back in 1938. In fact most of the losses were notched up in the 1930s.

 I haven’t seen Brentford play at all this season, nor know how they set up or what can be expected (what can be expected in a PL match?). Obviously I’ve seen the results, and sometimes they have pulled off some decent wins, do you guys have any insights?

Brentford lie in 12th place though, sandwiched between the Spuds( whom they share the same points with) and West Ham who they don’t. Interestingly (really?) West Ham have minus 13 on gd and the Spuds plus 13, and Brentford have 0 goal difference which might indicate something? Or not.

I thought the Ipswich game to be an odd one, and that on another day we might have hit five, but I wished we could notch up a few more goals secure the games earlier and then practise football. But life and football matches don’t go how we want them, and although if we could have won where we’ve drawn, Liverpool would be chasing us, but we are still in the mix. 

Brentford have been given by Stat HQ a 14.9% chance of winning and apparently the Arsenal have a 65.6%

Well that’s it. A poor start to the 2025 year for me, but hopefully a good one for the Mighty Cannon. I wish you all a very happy and healthy new year. COYG!

Here’s to a great game for us and lucky horses! 

COYG and keep on keepin’ on!

Mills

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FIRST AND LAST AND ALWAYS?

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As we digest the Christmas gluttony and head into the last game of the 2024 calendar, the Mighty Cannon will play host to the easterly Ipswich Town at Ashburton Grove for a late 8.15pm (western European time) kick off, on the 27th of December.

The 21st of August dawned bright and sunny. For one kid in the world, life would never be the same again. Time couldn’t go quickly enough that day, and the strange and eccentric events that filled much of the space of those daylight hours seemed to float by. The kid went to his friends house, it was his birthday or thereabouts. For the first time that day the grey clouds crept in and it started to rain. They then piled into the car and started to leave, but there was a commotion; the friends Dad had run over the cat, which had been hiding from the rain. The kid got out and had to be mature, his friend was in tears and the Dad was upset but pragmatic. “Is it dead?”. “Yes”.

Much of the journey was in silence but the rain stopped and they headed into north London. Destination : The Arsenal Stadium, Highbury. Yes, built by Archibald Leitch.

For the kid, Highbury was some holy place, never visited before, but hallowed and beloved, albeit through the television and the pouring over endless football magazines, endlessly. They parked the car somewhere nearby and made their way into the throng. Everywhere were masses of people, the odours of tobacco and alcohol that seemed strangely beguiling floated on the wind. Sporadic singing and chanting broke out here and there as they wended their way through the crowd, programme sellers and merchandise vendors. More people than the kid had ever seen in one place. Everyone taller, everyone stronger. Everything seemed bigger and very masculine and with an atmosphere that was electric, beyond all expectations, beyond all anticipations. There it was in front of them: the stadium itself, towering above, a place of history, of architectural class, that had soaked up both ecstasy and agony over many years, and many generations. The Arsenal.

They handed over their tickets in the creepy, dark Scylla and Charybdis trap of the turnstile and got into the East Stand, and after the Dad bought some refill, they found their way down to their seats.

The kid would never forget that moment, walking down into that arena, at first, at the back of the stand most of the pitch was obscured but taking more steps down the vista opened more and more; there was Pat Jennings in the goal at the North Bank, “its Pat Jennings!”. To see your team, stars, mates, heroes suddenly in the flesh before you was incredible. Like posters come down from the wall. Nothing like that which you’d seen on television. It took the kids breath away.

They were sitting a few rows up from the managers boxes (never again would the kid enjoy such privileged seats). This was the first game of the season, and it was against Ipswich Town. The memories of the hopeless 1978 final were still strong and a sore point. But The Arsenal had won the cup the season before in an unforgettable and utterly euphoric manner. And then to the kid and his friends amazement before the kick-off, the FA cup was paraded around the stadium by a marching band with the cup carried before them by two drum majors. “our cup!”.

The game started. 1-0 down at HT. “Butcher and Thijssen are big blokes” said the friend, the kid nodded in agreement. Not long before HT the kid shouted at Liam Brady, his ultimate hero, who was only a few meters away and must of heard him. The kid blushed in total embarrassment. “I’m not fit to shout even ‘come on’ at Brady, this man, this left foot, the left foot that scored the amazing goal against Tottenham, thought the kid. And didn’t do it again.

0-2 at FT. A loss, first home game of the season. The third match of what was to be seventy games played in 1979/80, a season that ended in the bitter tears of losing two finals in a week.

There’s a strike at ITV which means the highlights of this game will never be shown or seen. None of this mattered, it was still the best experience ever, to be there in that stadium, to have seen the Arsenal. The sights and sounds of the crowd (now I see it was only somewhat over 33,000 people there that night, which was way below capacity), the atmospheres, the anticipation and eventual abandonment of hope in winning were so overwhelming that this first time couldn’t ever be forgotten. It just didn’t matter that the Arsenal had lost. The kid had won.

At home in bed that night the kid thought only of Arsenal and Highbury, sifting through the memories and reading and re-reading the programme. First. Always? Life’s always changing so ‘always’ is a tough thing to make a contract with. But it seems that way. What else is there?

Last? Yes, last game of 2024, a year full of memories both good and bad and sometimes indifferent? We all know we should be leading the league but somehow keep stuttering like Roger Daltrey in the Who’s My Generation. But that’s where we are. But who knows where we are going?

Stat HQ says: The Arsenal have 84.2% chance of winning, and Ipswich a mere 5%. I haven’t seen the East Anglians play once this season so I don’t know how they look, set up or even play, I’m sure you guys do, and any insights would be great. They rest in 19th place which I’m sure is horrible, but life in the Premier League is unforgiving, both at the top and bottom.

That’s it, and so to everyone at PA: “Guten Rutsch!” into 2025, but hope the Mighty Cannon doesn’t slip and instead we see some crafty one-touch football and score five goals. COYG!

Well that’s it, lots of bits and pieces that I’m sure have made you feel like going off and counting the nano-seconds until Christmas instead of reading this.

Even so, here’s to a great game for us and lucky horses! 

COYG and keep on keepin’ on!

Mills

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POSITIVELY CHRISTMAS!

Well, we have a few days break before we get back to it on the 27th, so I wanted to take this time to say thanks to you all for your support and making the blog still a great place with all your insights and comments on how the games are playing out, and Arsenal memories of days gone by.

And even if there is just a few of us left, it somehow still seems worth it. But most of all, I wanted to wish everyone a safe time this Christmas; look after yourselves and take care. Merry Christmas!

Well that’s it, lots of bits and pieces that I’m sure have made you feel like going off and having a merry Christmas instead of reading this.

COYG and keep on keepin’ on!

Mills

Well after Mills carrying us all season with his fantastically whimsical previews, I had one job to do, and that was to post this on 23rd , of course I failed. Sorry Mills and sorry everyone else. Let me take this opportunity to thank Mills and anyone else that still frequents our ever diminishing little group. Seasons greetings to one and all.

Pedantic George

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CRYSTAL PALACE PART 2!

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Saturday the 21st of December sees the Mighty Cannon play the second game in our double header against Crystal Palace, only this time we are at Selhurst Park. The game kicks off at 5.30pm, western European time.

After the Carabao cup match, a game of two halves and having been sick as a parrot we found ourselves over the moon with our second half display, lets hope we’ve learnt a few lessons, aside of it being a funny old game? One thing for sure it was great to see some quick-fire one touch football and goals from open play? Nice. More please! Hopefully our eyes will be on the game and not tempted by the ‘come hither’ advances from the plum pudding and the Christmas booze cache!

Selhurst Park always seems to be a tough place to play, as their stadium still has the 12th person/ old style F A Cup 3rd round giant- killing feel to it, the Nest holds just over 25,000 people, and I’m sure it will be packed as the look to beat us and grab some Christmas cheer. Well, the Mighty Cannon might have something to say about that! Bah humbug!

When the Crystal Palace burnt down in 1936, my Grandfather went out from his house in Plumstead and watched it, he recalled how the sky glowed that night and the fire could be seen for miles, perhaps being on high ground meant people could see more easily? What a fabulous piece of work the Palace was, so sad that it had deteriorated and the fire started and it was destroyed, as can be said of many other great buildings (world-wide there were many ‘crystal palaces’ that also succumbed to fire), built by unknowns and forgottens as architects take all the glory. No, it wasn’t built by Archibald Leitch. But Selhurst Park was! The man gets everywhere! 

There’s some fascinating documentaries on YT, including modern day Urbex guys having a wander around examining what’s left of the old Palace grounds etc.

Nearly thirty years ago I went and had a look/dig around myself and found pieces of glass, some thick and some melted, and some bits of framing too. I had a look online about a year ago and although there are still some areas you could have a dig around in, mostly they are shut off and the whole areas changed.

At the time of writing this the Gunners have been given 59.1% chance of winning and the Smeagles 17.6%. I’m sure we all have a small spring in our supportive step for this one, Palace might have a better idea of what we can do after Wednesdays clash, and hopefully we will have the answers to anything they can conjure. COYG!

Well that’s it, lots of bits and pieces that I’m sure have made you feel like going off and seeing if you can make the North sea deeper by taking a leak in it in instead of reading this tediousness.

Even so, here’s to a great game for us and lucky horses! 

COYG and keep on keepin’ on!

Mills