Following on from the emotional rollercoastering that was done for the pre-season review, here’s another rollercoaster for the months of August-September. All incidents mentioned are completely true and I don’t care if the Gooner thinks otherwise.
The season opened with the sort of game that we used to close out the season last year – All those 1-0s which made our near-draws to wins and 1 points to 3 points. Our first game without CR7 and the general palpitation of who’s going to score. It was only appropriate that the man who would answer that question through the course of the season should open our scoring for the season in an otherwise boooriiiinngggg match.
Turf Moor, 1-0 down, and we don’t know who our penalty taker should be. As it turned out, we-want-you-gone Carrick stepped up and feathered the ball towards goalie-of-the-month Brian Jensen. A humiliating defeat to what would become a relegated side, and a sign of the utter shock at CR7′s departure in the lack of appointing a penalty taker! Amateurish.
Wigan. Redemption. Wrath. Mickey Owen. ‘Nuff said.
The first Inter-Big Four game of the season came down to the age-old tunnel rivals. It was a game of two halfs. Arsenal should’ve demolished us in the first and self-destructed in the second, which worked out very well for us indeed. The game was livened up by Eboue’s oh-dear-GOD dive after tripping on 3 feet of air. Which also led to the post that is The Most Commented post on this nascent blog so far. Cos apparently Roon dived too. Like Eboue. What a comedy.
Yet Another Comeback From Behind Against Spurs at White Hart Lane. Of course, we simply couldn’t be content with coming back form behind, but had to go down to 10 men and STILL score again. Cos, you know, it’s the Spuds. It’s good to fuck with their heads, keeps their feet on the ground. Congrats to them on the fourth though, kept the Shitty out.
Speaking OF… OH. MY. GOD can we revisit this match enough times??? The first Manchester Derby among ‘equals’ and such things. No-neck Bellamy thinking he’d done enough to earn a draw, just as they would 7 months from then. And then, oh-so-sweetly, the ex-Scouser steps up in Fergie time and puts to rest all talk about that poster. Last season can well be different, but so far, so good!
We got past a non-existent Stoke side after that and completed a League Cup formality over Wolves later in the month, for what would be our only silverware for the season. We weren’t missing CR7, the Scouse weren’t winning the League and Wenger kept inisisting they weren’t out of it. More on these next…
