I was up for a six, but in the end it was three points, a
three goal difference gained and three different scorers in a 4-1 mauling of Sunderland
at the Emirates. To be honest I expected more of the black cats, something
close to the verve of their display in the first twenty minutes or so of the
second half.
| The flying Dutchman. Image BBC/PA |
A lot of positives from this game, first to mind is the
consistency we have shown, now in two consecutive games, to impose ourselves
early on. For huge swatches of this
season, we have been stronger as the game wore on the.
This ‘patient play’ approach has done some obvious good, but
as Liverpool (we were on the receiving end here), the Bayern Munich game (where
we had the ‘best team in the world’ on the ropes) and Southampton (an example
of the most lethargic of starts to a game) illustrated, a controlled gung-ho
approach is an important arsenal in one’s armory.
What was most pleasing is that this high energy start came
in the heels of energy sapping 50+ minutes of chasing shadows against Bayern in
midweek. The choice of the starting cast (finally some squad rotation- another
plus) against Sunderland played its hand with Arteta stealing the show acting
as the sinoatrial node, setting the pace for a pulsating attack.
Jack was at his best with archetypal thrusts from deep, to
hug the edge of the Sunderland box and be available for that decisive, extra,
deft touch. (a)Santi Cazorla, his usual self, putting a thorough attack and defense
shift on the right, you only can thank him. Little Mozart strum the strings
with so much gusto allowing Wenger to conclude that his number 10 display was
the closest Arsenal had witnessed since the now immortalized Dennis ‘god’ Bergkamp.