Hello and how are you?
Wednesday the 16th of April will see the Mighty Cannon play in the second leg of our quarter final match-up against Real Madrid at the Santiago Bernabéu stadium in Madrid. Kick off is at 8.00pm western European time.
Its utterly irrelevant, but this week I found my old 1980 CWC semi-final ticket from the first leg against Juve at Highbury. I can’t tell you how chuffed I was to see it, I thought it had got lost in the various types of matter in the cold and violent universe. Ive only kept a few ticket stubs over the years and that was one of them. Nice!
Since the final whistle of the first leg last Tuesday, I’ve had this game on my mind. It been a long time since I’ve had that, you? The kind of game that is constantly there, your mind quietly speculating its outcome; hoping for this, dreading that. The old butterflies in the stomach.
Of course that’s what we all want as supporters, that kind of feeling was often there in my early days of supporting Arsenal, then not so much for a few years, more in the GG years but a constant after Arsène’s first season. To me, and I’m not saying its universal, but its what makes football; feeling excited and apprehensive about a big game. As a kid I would have hunted for every scrap of information pre-match, now with internet overload I don’t need to, but even with the overwhelming nature of reportage in our time, it still can’t dull my appetite for this kind of match.
Most clubs would be feeling pretty hot-dog about a three-nil lead, but I’m scared, what with the quality of their line-up, the noise of the fans at the Bernabéu and what may well be a towering wall of pressure and the eyes of the world watching. I’m scared that the ghost of game that Mbappé played at the Emirates will be exorcised by shame and humiliation and the urgency of their fans will propel him back to his peak form. I’m scared that Kiwior my not be up to it, I’m scared as I don’t want him to fail and get a slagging from the loud voices who proclaim all knowing. I want the kid to excel like he did in the first game.
For those who might have missed it, Mbappé was sent off for an extremely nasty foul when playing against Alavés at the weekend, but it won’t affect his appearing in the match. Still, it does leave a question mark above him?
Apparently Bellingham and Rüdiger have had some kind of falling out. I’m not buying it. None of this matters, its about getting out there and 100% concentration, maybe the old fifteen minute trick? And they are very beatable.I’m terrified of them going 2-0 up in the first half…even more terrified of penalties. I won’t be watching if it does go to that.
We can do this, when we want we can really step it up, and they like to attack and play and we thrive on that too. Just don’t think too much about it being Real, and making them even bigger than they are. Of course they are big. Everyone is in awe of CR7 and his longevity, but Modric, is perhaps even a bigger success story, ex-Spud aside, age wise, and a sign for all those following that careers can go on at top flight beyond the usual age-limit? Obviously Carmavinga won’t be playing who was red-carded at the end of the first leg, Jorginho won’t be playing either after his going kaputt in the Brentford game.
Our normally generous friends at Statto HQ have given us a mere 20.2% chance of winning, our lowest all season and the Reyes de Europa 56.1%. First time this season I’m up for a draw!
Anyway, fears aside, this is whats to be relished in the Champions League, its what we missed for years during our sojourn in the Europa League. Full-blooded excitement, competing with excellence, massive build up, utter fear, and hopefully utter ecstasy.
Take care of yourselves. COYG!
Mills