Arsenal 1-2 Wigan: Goodbye Dr Jekyll, Hello Mr Hyde

With four games to go, and the chance to open an eight-point g*p over them, I’d stupidly allowed myself to start thinking about the end of the season, and what to make of this Arsenal team. Looking back over the blog, it appears to have been written by a reactionary madman. (Well, madmen, there literally are two of us.) One minute everything’s rosy, the next minute the roses have been doused in petrol, burned, and had salt ploughed over the ashes. 
Initially, I thought that was a bit embarrassing. Shouldn’t we be less fickle and more faithful? Well, maybe. On reflection tonight I think it’s simply an accurate account of the season. This team has a split-personality. And I don’t like the meek, confused, fragile...