So hello, here we are and what a day. It's Friday, yesterday was Thanks Giving, I'm sure we've all thanked accordingly and it's now on to the football. Tuesday saw us take care of Standard Liege at home in the CL. I was going a little crazy with my girlfriend being away for a week and here's what I ended up doing that day, an exact recording:
I woke up this morning with the groggy left overs of a night spent smoking endless, potent joints and drinking Simpler Times pig piss larger while fornicating wildly with my now departing girlfriend.
She's on her way home to Florida for Thanks Giving, leaving me for days I'll spend smoking dope like a chimney and drinking like a thirsty beast.
It's 2:45PM and my first Newcastle Brown after my 3 joints puts me a little behind schedule. We've just kicked off and have fielded a strange but assuredly stron starting eleven.
Eboue and Gibbs are in at fullback, while Almunia stays precariously between the sticks. We'll need our young Polack to get it together so we can see the back of Almunia, who can go retire early in Spain and spend his time fishing, drinking wine and smoking cigarettes. Denilson comes in for his first match in a long time with Song and Fabregas in midfield. Vela's central up front with Arshavin and Nasri outside him. With our depth very much on display, let's hope we don't show a soft spot.
My friend Josh is very late and a creepy Gypsy has taken his seet and is playing the accordion.
He's arrived and we've moved away from the music. Arsenal are playing quickly and proficiently without too much penetration but you can feel a goal coming.
Song takes an arm in the teeth. Eboue dives when he should have stood up and scored. Perhaps were it not so theatrical it would have been given, contact is evident. But Eboue is rotten, maybe rotten to the core. But he's our right back tonight and so we get behind him. Also I think he's sometimes pretty good.
They hammer the post, we were very lucky. The ref gives a moronic, slobbering vegetable, drug induced decision to give them a free kick when their left back tripped their left winger. Gallas/Arshavin should have scored from 6 yards out but headed over. Arshavin's head explodes after the collision with the Frenchman who is also injured. Arshavin is bleeding to death while holding a beach towel on his wound. Another one of our troops injured by friendly fire in a battle with a continental enemy. Gallas looks bad too. Like a half cyborg half human cyborg out for brains.
Down to nine men now and Nasri scores clinically after their defender slips. The injured return. Gallas destroys a man's lower body in the box, nothing given. They miss a free header from a corner. Silvestre is warming up in a nightmarish scene on the sidelines, but could be a better option than zombie/rotob Gallas.
Fabregas shoots inches wide. Arshavin gets smashed in the face, surely he's out for nine weeks. We're putting on dazzling jewels and ruby flicks while the crowd watches on in amazement. The enemy tries to smash us up to bits but we score again. Our Brazilian bits one from 30 yards after being smashed in the torso.
2 nil at half time, the one wounded return to the lines and are making the difference. Godo value for our lead, it could be more. Gallas off at half time to return to human form and the 95 year old fish man Silvestre steps in with Senderos receiving no pity or confidence. Cesc shoots wide from 20 yards.
Second half notes are limited for various reasons. Could have been more but it wasn't. We win the game, we win the group, we play Chelsea Sunday.
Anyway, I think that sums up the match pretty well actually. The win has come at a price though and you had to think it was only a matter of time before we were just torn apart by injuries, but this weekend is a bad time. We're pretty ravaged and while we do have some good depth, we are exposed in some places and we could be in trouble on Sunday.
Already existing are injuries to, Djourou, Clichy, Fabianski, Diaby, Bendtner and of course RvP. So, as it stood, we were down our starting left back, good thing we have 4 on the books, down our 3rd choice center back, with our next choices not so choice we're down to threads there, down 1 of a 100 midfielders and both of our established center forwards, one of whom is on the best form of his career.
Now Keiron Gibbs is having or has had surgery on a broken foot bone and Gallas is out with a swollen eye. So, in step Silvester, the worlds oldest Gargantuan, French Fishheaded center back and Traore, an unconvincing, albeit speedy, 3rd choice left back.
Gallas isn't necesarily out for Sunday, he's just a doubt, we'll see what happens and we have a couple of good returners coming back to good effect with Denilson and Nasri. No center forward is a kick in the pants though, lets hope that Eduardo can make up for our missing physicality, which'll be a hard thing to overcome against Chelsea.
I do think that Gallas will recover and so our biggest problems will be at left back and at center forward. Wenger may be tempted to play Silvester at left back to help out with the set pieces and because they really don't have a right winger, Ballack will always be cutting inside. As long as we keep the ball off the ground and Eduardo is mobile, we should be OK up front. Should Eduardo play on current form though and we may fall flat up front. Chelsea are Chelsea, we know what we're up against. Even if they're not at full strength they'll be strong everywhere. Drogba and Anelka have given us trouble before and our boys at the back have to work hard to stop them on Sunday. I'll love to see Verminator v Drogba battle.
Anyway, more about the players involved tomorrow.
Highbury86
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