Arsenal 1-0 Manchester United
Well, that was fun.
Fresh out of the title race and with the handbrake well and truly off, Arsenal put in the kind of shift and performance that – had they happened more frequently this season – would have been the benchmark.
That our benchmark has in fact been drawing or losing from winning positions, or not taking our chance to edge ahead even when the opportunity is presented to us on a silver salver, makes yesterday all the more frustrating. You could spend months turning yourself inside-out mulling over the What Ifs if you wanted to, but it wouldnâ€™t get you anywhere, so whatâ€™s the point?
Best I think to take it as a fine one-off performance, and it really was.
Maybe it was the glorious sunshine, refreshing breeze and the glow of Bremenâ€™s finest export, but I was in a state of almost horizontal calm before the match. This is what happens when you donâ€™t expect too much.
From the off though, you could tell that Arsenal were up for it, with both Walcott and Wilshere squandering presentable chances early on. Ramsey, Song and Wilshere were having a ball in midfield, with Djourou and Koscielny untroubled at the back. The latter made one particularly thunderous interception on Fabio. Tackling at its finest.
The referee was doing his best to get in the way of Arsenal passes wherever possible – one of them even looked like a nifty backheel – and was clearly too busy honing his positional interceptions to spot Nemanja Maradonaâ€™s handball. Rooney was bubbling with frustration; always a good sign.
The goal, when it came, was not dissimilar to Arshavinâ€™s against Barcelona. Van Persie waited and waited, before passing to the unmarked Ramsey to slot it home.
Hats off to the Welshman. For my money it was his finest Arsenal performance to date, against tough opposition, and if thereâ€™s anyone who better deserved the catharsis of a goal then Iâ€™d like to know who it is.
His partnership with Wilshere, sitting in front of the equally excellent Song, really blossomed. That we did not miss Fabregas yesterday says it all, and bodes extremely well. For me, the Wilshere/Ramsey partnership was the stand-out highlight of an all-round impressive performance.
Ramsey also seems more vocal than I remember him being – when Sagna made a clearance in the first half, he was first to him to slap him on the back. Itâ€™s easy to see why Wales took a punt on making him their captain.
OK, so the last 30 mins was a bit hairier, but we held on well and can be grateful that the referee was at least as poor for Man Utd as he was for us. Clichyâ€™s clumsy tackle on Owen would have been given as a penalty more times than it wouldnâ€™t. But the old saying that things even themselves out was very apt here – one penalty apiece not given – and we were well worth our win.
Clichy – prone to this – did otherwise have an excellent game, particularly from an attacking perspective. Szczesny showed once again that while he needs to work on distribution – he wasted several goal kicks at the end by kicking them all the way to van der Sar – he is an imposing keeper and a fine shot-stopper. We do not need a new number one in the summer.
Anything left to achieve this season? Of course. As well as cementing an automatic Champions League place, which is well within our grasp if we play like that, Iâ€™d like to see us win all of our final three games of the season. Should we do that, it would be the first time this campaign that we will have won four league games in a row.
Apparently, it was the most youthful team fielded by any side this season in the Premier League – averaging 23 years and 296 days. No doubt the boss will see that as vindication of his approach. Itâ€™s hard to disagree based on yesterdayâ€™s performance, but that doesnâ€™t mean some hard work needs to be done on the training pitch and with the cheque book over the summer to ensure that performances like that are the norm and not the exception.
Enjoy your bank holiday – I know I will.