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| Haunted by the ghost of Christmas
future |
ACCORDING
to the pundits, the nation (and Alex Ferguson) were backing the
Uninvincibles on Sunday in the hope it would put a spark back into
the Premiership.
Well Spurs may have put the super into Sunday with that six-goal
thriller up at the Riverside.
But
watching Arsene Wengers Easilybeatables gifting the moneybags
the title at Highbury was about as gripping as a candlelit dinner
with Graeme Le Saux. Still, Im glad we finally worked out
why Jose Young Big Ed Mourinho had a face like a slapped bum
at the final whistle.
After all, hed looked so jolly during the game, doing the
Birdy Dance when Arjen Robben the man who looks old enough
to be Bobby Robsons father scored Chelskis first.
And almost setting off on his annual David Pleat jog when Joe Cole
skipped past Lauren, still merrily picking his teeth out of the
saintly Michael Essiens elbow, to score another one.
Turns out Jose had more on his mind than beating Arsenal. At Highbury.
He was busily working out why his esteemed rival hadnt thanked
him for his hand-made Christmas card. I suspect Joses little
helpers had delivered his personal message to Sam Allardyce to Highbury
by mistake. After all, I dont imagine the words Arsenal
dont like it up em would be too well received
by Arsene and his back-room boys. Do you?
WHILE
Arsene Wenger spends this Christmas Eve counting up the money that
he might have spent on transfers this year, he will be visited by
three spirits. First, the ghost of Christmas past: Patrick Vieira
in a Juventus shirt.
Then the ghost of Christmas present: Matt Flamini in an Arsenal
shirt. And finally, the ghost of Christmas future: Thierry Henry
in a Grimsby, sorry, Barcelona shirt.
The
festive shock will lead Wenger to sign a new goalkeeper, two new
midfielders and another striker. Bah humbug if only
these hammed-up Christmas Carol clichés ever came true, even
once.
Truth is after three defeats in a row we all now know
what mid-table is like we really are living the life of a
Spurs fan.
We go to matches expecting nothing. We are happy just to wave if
we are picked out by the big screen. We clap the attendance when
it is read out. We blame the ref when the opposition score. We sing
songs about how great we once were. We consider face paint. We are
dreaming up ways to make the Carling Cup sound worthwhile. Dare
I even say the word, Intertoto.
This is what Spurs fans do not Gunners. All Lauren might
want for Christmas is his two front teeth back. But, right now,
Id settle for a couple of satsumas and an away win at Charlton.
Merry bloomin Christmas.
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