Many Gooners have long been desperate for Arsene to spend money that he may or may not have at his disposal. Such people are obviously undeterred by our dear Prime Minister's various abject economic failures whilst adopting a decade-long similar strategy. If further proof were needed, however, that splashing the cash is not always the answer to every perceived shortcoming, it was provided unwittingly by Robinho on Saturday and he rightly left the pitch to derisive cries of "what a waste of money". Another Brazilian, younger and fitter, was my Man of the Match; he wears number 15 and was dressed in resplendent red. Step forward "Denil" - "Son" ... He normally did, invariably the first to put out any potential fire before starting the next wave of Arsenal attacks. If he carries on improving at such a rate he may yet be cut some slack by his detractor fans. His reading of the game is superb and I, for one, would not swap him for the world's most expensive player, who was reduced to frustration-induced petty fouling long before being substituted. Yes, Citeh could and should have scored in the first half, but in the second they were reduced to one long shot that Almunia dealt with easily.
Arsenal pipped Chelski by a few minutes to 50 Premier League goals, at which time only Liverpool had scored more. That's quite an achievement considering how one-dimensional is our play, how easy we are to stifle (two banks of four or more defenders) now that teams have worked us out, and how reluctant we are to shoooot.
Song's latest sublime back-heel, a one-two with Arshavin, deserved a goal but Andrey could not finish with the aplomb Eboue demonstrated during Blackburn's drubbing.
Cecs's programme notes made interesting reading. He praised Diaby highly, stating that he's deceptively quick and once he has the ball is almost impossible to dispossess. Save Bendtner, who apparently was excellent at Newcastle, I think I've mentioned all our supposed not-fit-to-wear-the-shirt journeymen.
For those who were recently marvelling at ManYoo's impregnable defence with covetous eyes, consider this: the World Champions have conceded eight goals in their last three Premier League games, including two losses. Arsene's Allsorts have shipped that number in their last 16, all undefeated. Get over it.
The less said about the officials the better but they did manage to unite both sets of fans, who serenaded them with "you don't know what you're doing" and "you're not fit to referee". They all left the field PDQ at full-time, probably anticipating the chorus of boos had they stuck to protocol.