Fozzy 
Somehow, I just knew what was going to happen. I have been a Gooner for long enough to see the train-crash happening in slow motion. Far too many of our squad just didn’t perform and hardly seem to care. That’s not good enough.
The exceptions were Rambo, who kept running all day, Koscielny who held firm despite disaster happening all around him, One Song who did his best to galvanise something, and Chesney (apart from his flap at the corner which we have seen all too often by his predecessors).
Weng’s decision to play Coq totally out of position was always going to find him wanting at some time during the match, and, although he tried his very best, he was regularly caught out of position. Alas, our captain was out on his knees for this game. If ever the Arsenal shop made a Gooner tea-tray they should present it to him, but it needs to be large enough to carry ten mugs.
I expected much more from Wiggy Arteta. Mertesacker didn’t exactly give an inspiring performance when it was needed. Djourou seems to have gone backwards this season and is never a full-back as long as I have a hole in my backside.
Rosicky came on after 65 minutes and hardly looked like breaking sweat. He was in a position to prevent both Fulham goals, or at least put pressure on them, but just stood there not bothering. The last midfielder who did that was shipped off to Brazil. More of the same for this one please. And as for Squiddly-Diddly, will his header across goal go down as an assist for some Fantasy Football competition? He’s another one I can’t wait to see exported.
We now arrive at our two worst offenders. Let’s start with the largest forehead in football. Somebody really needed to buy him a banjo for Christmas; then at least he could start trying to hit a barn door with it. Every time he had the ball at his feet he seemed to make the wrong choice of what to do with it. I won’t be losing too much sleep worrying about him now that he’s disappeared to Africa. And finally, what can I possibly say (that I have not said already in recent blogs) about Walnutt, who yet again gave one of his all-too-regular shocking trademark displays? I can’t remember a single positive contribution from this apology for a player. He lasted an hour and made no impact whatsoever against a patched-up team of old men and nobodies. I have totally lost any remaining patience with him.
Okay, Weng, the ball is in your court now. This team clearly isn’t good enough to sustain a serious challenge for fourth place. You now have the opportunity to strengthen it, just like you did in August. Bringing back The Former Best Player in the World for two months isn’t the answer. Just do it, because that display was awful.
