Arsenal 1-2 Chelsea: We Need To Stop Playing Whac-A-Mole

Disappointing. It feels like the sort of result which is going to hang over our heads like a giant pissy cloud, which if you squint at looks a bit like John Terry’s face. Going into the game I was reasonably optimistic, if not quite as confident as others seemed. Now there’s nothing but yellow drizzle, largely because the performance as well as the result felt like a let-down. 
But before I plough on down that line of complaint, a caveat: If Cech failed to tweak Podolski’s header out of the top corner, or if Giroud had managed to shake off his gypsy curse, then the narrative would no doubt be different now. The talk would be of a battling point plucked from adversity against another expensively-assembled rival. None of us...