There is no better feeling going into work than the feeling going into work knowing you have beaten your rivals convincingly at the weekend. One of the many things Coronavirus robbed us of was the opportunity to strut into that office on a Monday morning feeling eight foot high, feeling like a rock star.
No mercy for any Spurs fans that happen to share the office with you, this is our time, North London is Red and there is no comeback to that fact. Hide; just hide because we are enjoying our week and we don’t give a damn if it hurts your feelings. As has been your catchphrase this season “Cry, cry some more”.
If the government was on a drive to get bodies back in offices then they have missed a trick by not tapping into the football market when bragging rights are top of the agenda. I enjoy working from home, I also enjoy seeing faces in the office but I absolutely love seeing my spurs supporting chums after a battering over the weekend. It Pains when the Arsenal are on the receiving end of such a defeat but let’s cross that bridge when it comes, today we feast on human tears.
No need for a match review of sorts, I’m sure we have digested the game live whether in the Emirates or on TV, again on match of the day, again via the highlights on Arsenal.com and then again through whatever medium we can get our hands on. It’s just a time to celebrate, enjoy and soak up those bragging rights after beating the supposed complete Tottenham team.
Don’t be fooled by any reverse psychology presented by the Spurs fans you know in the build up to Saturdays match. They were confident going into this match; they believed they could get one over us at the Emirates. They were arriving as an unbeaten team, thrashed Leicester in their last game and walked away from Stamford Bridge and The London stadium this season with a point each time.
Spurs fans really believed a result was on the horizon, I remember reading an article last week from a Spurs fan claiming that when we defeated them last season 3-1 they had a poor midfield consisting of Dele Alli and Tanguy Ndombele. This time it was believed things were different; they had their solid midfield base of Bentacur and Hojbjerg to stop us in our blocks. They had their star wing back in Perisic to fly down the flank and create things for their attack. They had their star acquisition from Barcelona Lenglet to snuff out the danger from our attack.
I haven’t even gotten to their ultimate secret weapon: The Shithouse mafia. Romero, Richarlison, Kane and Son. Certainly the term Shithouse is not a new creation and over the years there have been many a player who have embraced and lived up to that tag with pride. Diego Costa definitely comes to mind yet this season it is a term that the Spurs fans have raved about as if they believed this is the key ingredient to a successful team. Litter your team with these types of players and you are supposed to reap the benefits from being a dirty team full of cheating, win at any cost, unlikeable players.
Well they all started the match on Saturday, the fiery hot headed Argentinean Christian Romero, this loose cannon of a defender is a red card waiting to happen, their fans see him put in a dirty sly kick or elbow on a player that it clouds the fact he is more liability than reliable. Heung Min Son, the supposed nicest guy in football who would stop at nothing to get a man sent off to gain an advantage. He went down claiming to be injured after Kurt Zouma rolled a ball his direction last season, need I say more. Then we have Richarlison, a man so universally disliked for all cheating tactics that when he did eventually get seriously injured from a tackle during his Everton days all the commentators and fans alike saw the boy who cried wolf and dismissed his pleas and even when it was proven to be genuine nobody even felt the need for guilt and enjoyed it a bit. As for Harry Kane, he needs no introduction; we all know what he’s about.
Spurs quartet of shithousery came, they saw and they got hooked. With only Harry Kane staying on the pitch for the full 90 minutes, the remaining three were ineffective and made way after 70 minutes. One thing with football, it takes more than cheating to lead you to victory, how about doing something with the ball rather than playing up to your opponent all game? And if Spurs are going to base their defeat on the loss of one player in Kulusevski then they deserved to lose the game.
We can celebrate our boys; they deserved the win on Saturday. Thomas Partey was immense in the middle of the park, Xhaka’s importance continues to grow with each game he plays, and Saka and Martinelli were a constant thorn from the flanks whilst Martin Odegaard controlled the pace of the game from the middle. Defensively we dealt with everything thrown at us, the penalty we conceded could have been avoided during several moments before the initial tackle but we will learn from that. We didn’t let if phase us and the back four as a whole functioned perfectly throughout the game.
Jesus still continues to impress me. We really have signed a street fighter who will challenge for any ball no matter the size of the opponent. I don’t want to open that can of worms that is the talk of Pierre Emerick Aubamyang but what I will say is as quality a striker he was for us one thing that was missing from his game was that fight within to get the ball and make it his. Too often he would get shrugged off the ball or lose an aerial battle and the frown would appear and the head drop whilst with Jesus he is an absolute pest who is up for a physical scrap for the ball.
The will to fight and challenge merely compliments his ability and skill to make him the perfect player to fit into the Arteta system as the main striker. We are so grateful to have him, we are also grateful he avoided a booking in the game meaning he is available for the game next week against Liverpool.
The atmosphere inside the stadium was once again electric and I feel privileged to witness in person the turnaround in mood, vibe and atmosphere compared to the last couple seasons. The fans needed convincing before buying into the Arteta plan but they are now being convinced and the appreciation shown from them is evident. Maybe there’s just something in that Prime juice they sell at the Emirates, whatever it is let’s keep drinking it because we are headed in the right direction and Spurs were merely a pebble in our way.
Enjoy your week and give your Spurs friends (or not) hell.
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