Arsenal 4-1 Norwich City
Good day all round, it must be said.
Sadly, I plucked the short straw, trod in a dog turd and had a pigeon plop on my head all at the same time – that’s to say, I forewent my ticket in order to go to work. I hate it when that happens, but then, I suppose I do need to feed my wine gum habit somehow.
Thierry Henry proved once again what an amazing player he is, and a joy to have at our club. He’s now just four goals short of equalling Wrighty’s record, and it looks like he could well do that this season. That will be some moment, whenever it comes. It made me think, too: I’ve been lucky enough to have been a season ticket holder not just throughout his reign, but through most of Ian Wright’s too. That means I’ve seen Arsenal’s top two goalscorers ever ply their trade, in the flesh. Forgive me for a touch of sentimentality here, but I do feel privileged.
I’ve read some good reports of Jose Reyes’s display too, who is beginning to show what he can do again. He, too, can be a joy to watch, and it’s a great shame that he’s so unsettled. I suppose there’s little you can do about that, but it’s a shame nevertheless. Newly-hairy Gilberto came back into the side and had a quiet, effective, unremarkable comeback, which is just what we expected, really. Can you imagine him in fisticuffs with Vieira in the centre circle? No no no – we resolve all our business in the tunnel, where you can get away with more.
The People reckons homesick Jose’s off in the summer, but not just him: We’re going to have a £40m clearout, with Pires, Cole and Ljungberg joining him. I just can’t see this happening – losing that much skill at once is nigh-on impossible to compensate for, especially given Ljungberg and Pires’s scoring records. One, maybe two of them, perhaps, and if I were a betting man, I’d say Reyes and possibly Cole, but not Freddie or le Bob.
And of course, we’re back up to second, which is nice.