I told you I hated North London derbies. Yesterday was no exception. Worry before, nerves during, and in the case of yesterday's result it was disappointment after. The disappointment isn't because we completely outplayed a Tottenham team who don't concede many, but more that we didn't show our potential in a big game at home [...]
Everything seemed to be going so well yesterday, didn't it? Right up until that moment when Gabriel flim-flammed his leg by twisting his ankle and having to be carried off on a stretcher. It's all so very...well...Arsenal, isn't it? Had Monreal got injured, we'd have all have been gutted, but Gibbs could have stepped in. [...]
The night after the inevitable occurred and I know this phrase is used a lot, but I genuinely have the most mixed of feelings about the game as a whole, so much so that I don't know whether I'm deflated or slightly pleased. Let's put this into context: we were never in a bazillion years [...]