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Arsenal on the slow road to nowhere

Towards the end of last season I came to the realisation that Arsenal had to make the leap and replace Mikel Arteta before the money was blown again. I really wanted Arteta to succeed. I still do want him to succeed as that means Arsenal would be doing well. Pre-season and Friday has me frightened, quite honestly.

With Arteta staying I was convinced we were at least going to see wholesale change to the squad, the system we play on the pitch, and the style of play. I was certain we’d get back to playing with more than one player up front, we’d move the ball quickly with attacking intent, and that numerous players would be bombed out while players we actually need would come in. How wrong can you be?

In many ways it shouldn’t come as a surprise that what we are seeing is the same turgid, boring, slow, negative football which is totally reliant on any attacking threat coming from two kids and a left-back. The failure to move on the dead wood, and thus free up space in the squad, is not necessarily the fault of Arteta and Arsenal. If people don’t want to sign the likes of Kolasinac, Willian, Elneny, Bellerin, Soares, Nketiah etc that makes life difficult – the fact Arsenal have some of these players on stupid wages in the first place is another story. The signing of a centre-back who we all knew wasn’t the kind of defender we needed, and for an utterly ridiculous transfer fee, is most definitely on Arteta, Edu and co. And the style of play and choice of formation is without doubt the fault of Arteta.

The style of play, if you can call it that, is actually the method employed in the latter years of Wenger when we no longer had a lot of top class footballers. The emphasis was placed upon possession football in the hope that Alexis Sanchez, Santi Cazorla or Mesut Ozil might create something out of nothing. Invariably one of them did for a while. Or at least they did it often enough to keep Arsenal vaguely competitive in terms of competing for a qualifying place for the Champions League. Who was one of Wenger’s key midfield players in the dross years but none other than Mikel Arteta. I actually liked Arteta as a player at Arsenal and he was far better than many will now give him credit for. But he clearly was more than content at times with receiving the ball from Mertesacker and giving it straight back to him or to Koscielny. It all sounds vaguely familiar doesn’t it?

It amazes me that, after what happened in the semi-final at home to Villarreal last year, the Manager has changed nothing. How can he come out after the game last night and lament the lack of players getting in the box when he’s taken off the only two strikers in the side? He also chose to use that soundbite on the day Arsenal sold a goal scoring midfielder to Newcastle. He sounded to me like he was blaming Balogun and Martinelli for the fact Arsenal didn’t get a result last night. His substitutions were as Wenger-like as the football Arsenal played with two junior players taken off even though they were the only ones likely to be able to actually get on the end of something. As per usual the system never did change. The desire to play a forward pass was exclusive to Smith Rowe, Saka and Tierney. And that’s before we get to the comedy defending and goalkeeping that has become a hallmark of Arsenal over the last 15 years or so.

The club just seems to be drifting now. We have one goalkeeper in the squad, and he’s third rate at the very best. We have players stinking the squad out, not the least of which is our official Captain. Arteta flexed his muscles with Ozil, Guendouzi and Saliba, but seems powerless of show genuine leadership and strip Aubameyang of the armband and boot the lazy sod into touch. If him and Lacazette are “ill” then tell us what’s wrong with them rather than “they say they feel unwell” being the quote. I’m a Granit Xhaka advocate, but making him skipper ahead of Tierney, for example, given what has gone on previously and the fact that we spent all Summer waiting for Roma to sign him can only leave everyone confused. Bellerin and Soares are still here. We’ve signed Ben White, the wrong centre-back from Brighton. Lokonga I hope will be a real prospect but largely looked out of it last night – he gets a free pass from me though, but wouldn’t it be nice if we signed a player for once who could hit the ground running? 

I wasn’t looking forward to Friday night after the awful pre-season where it had become apparent that nothing had changed about our approach to the game. My fears were sadly well founded. We stand a very real chance of taking no more than 3 points from the first 18 and being out of the League Cup. By then Arteta will have been sacked, but we’ll have spent all our money. It will all be too late. Again. The only thing saving Arsenal from a place in the most dangerous of the lower reaches of the Premier League, as things stand this evening, is the fact the league is full of dross even worse than ours.

Next week a half-empty stadium will greet The Arsenal after more than a year where almost nobody has been to a game. How embarrassing is that going to be. It underlines what some of us have always known about the genuine core Arsenal support, but a 60,000 seat monolith with 40,000 people (maximum) inside it for a big London derby will speak volumes about where the club is. The people from Amazon Prime must be pissing themselves silly that they’ve bought access all areas to this shower and it’s us fans who are going to suffer.

Dover Marksman

18 months away but nothing has changed

It was like we had never been away.

I sat at the table, put me beer down and after the plesentaries got straight back into it.

The arguments, the disagreements, no one actually listening to each other. And I love it.

The discussions were about Joe Willock. About whether he should have got another year at ours. Half of those round the table screaming he deserves a shot; the other half saying he has had his chance and is a fringe squad player.

A good point made by myself that he is in a similar position to Ainsley Maitland-Niles 12 months ago and we made a mistake not cashing in on him when Wolves came calling with £25m. It was ignored.

A counter point made that it could be another Emi Martinez, that he could go and become one of the best in the league.

I ignored the point and responded with “if Martinez is one of the best in the league why is he still at Aston Villa”.

We had seen each other on and off over the last 18 months – a get together for the FA Cup final, the Super League protest, a couple of the lads escaped to Portugal back end of last year for a few days. But this was the first time we have been in a pub together ahead of going to a game.

And the train journey from Waterloo to Richmond was no different.

Raised voices, dirty looks from commuters, beers being drunk and spilt. It has been missed.

Regardless of the result Friday. It was just good to be back.

Can’t wait for Chelsea now.

Keenos

Brentford Community Stadium: No Beer, No Atmosphere – Ground Review

The writing is on the wall when you need to walk under a motorway to get to the ground.

For those that don’t know London well, Brentford’s new ground is next to the Chiswick Roundabout which signifys the end of the M4 as it comes into the capital.

The walk to the stadium is not an inspiring one.

As we exited Gunnersbury station, there was no murmur of fans exited for the home teams first top flight game in god knows how long. Infact there were no fans around at all. The only noise was from the cars on the dual carriageway.

The walk to the ground was soulless. No burger vans, flag or scarf sellers. Not single pub bar the one directly opposite the station. Not even a tout.

You cross under the motorway and head to the ground. And what a soulless place it is.

Surrounded by a new build housing estate still under construction; there is not a soul to be seen bar Arsenal fans.

And then you get to the turnstile.

A 30 minute queue to get into the stadium as there were only 5 turnstiles available to away fans. This will only cause problems later in the season and is an accident waiting to happen.

The inside of the ground is no better.

The best way to describe it is “a little bit shit”. And that is probably an understatement.

God knows what the architects were thinking when they designed this for awful stadium.

With the huge TVs in the roof and a corner that just collapses; it is one of the worst grounds I have been too.

At least Fulham is on the edge of a beautiful park, next to the river and is a cracking ground.

And the atmosphere. You wouldn’t think it was Brentford’s first top flight on god knows how long (the second time I have said that).

The crowd was a bit like what you get at Fulham. Bunch of students and locals who probably didn’t realise Brentford had a team until they got promoted.

But what can you expect from a team that are basically Leyton Orient of South and West London.

With Chelsea, Fulham and QPR drawing in fans, Brentford have never had much of a following.

I imagine they will hope to draw in a new fan base from the thousands of new build flats rising in and around the area. A bunch of key workers who fancy a day out. They will probably try and take Fulham’s tag of being “London’s friendly club” and have “neutral end” for most games.

Brentford’s fan base looked like they were there were at the game for an appetiser before a night out. Not their first football game in 18 months.

Any ground that “doesn’t serve beer at half time to away fans” can immediately get in the bin. And Brentford is in that bin.

Not only was alcohol a big NO in the away end, but there was no pies, burgers or anything; bar coke, sprite or water.

And to top it all off, Gunnersbury station – the nearest to away fans – is shut after the game leading you with a 10 minute trek to Chiswick Park where you have to head West to Acton before heading back East.

No beer, no atmosphere, a ground under a motorway. I won’t be itching to return.

Keenos