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For shame sir, we spit upon your cards. Our determination to do things the hard way continues.
Following the reckless leap by Defoe against Villa we now have the loss of composure by Kaboul
against Newcastle. Both resulted in red cards and three match bans. Neither affected our ability to
win the game, in fact we only scored the second goal to make the game safe after the sending off.
Curses. There has been some debate across various corners of the interweb, but here at AANP
Towers we had rather been enjoying the exalted status of title dark-horses, and accordingly mark
this down as two points lost. No catastrophe, but if we can win at the Emirates we should be able
to win just about anywhere, especially after giving the opposition a one-goal first-half thrashing,
if such a thing there be.
"The future, always so clear to me, had become like a black highway at night. We were in
uncharted territory now, making up history as we went along. The unknown future rolls toward us. I
face it for the first time with a sense of hope, because if a machine, a Terminator, can learn the
value of human life, maybe we can, too.
Well, well, well; once again the draw for the first knockout round of the Champions league has
thrown out some cracking ties right across the board and once again 4 English sides are involved.
The fixture that leaps off the page is a mouth watering tie between Arsenal and Barcelona. Arsenal
were always likely to [.
They Think It's All Over... weighs up the best XI in the Premier League so far this season.
Forget the goals, and the red card, and the slightly bonkers refereeing and whatnot – the
entire game pales into insignificance besides that quite blisteringly good five minutes just before
half-time. Away from home - and down to ten men - our heroes, as they had threatened to do
from kick-off, indulged in a lengthy period of the most glorious keep-ball, borne of impeccable
technique and worthy of Barcelona.
Irresponsible uncle that I am I cannot quite recall how the fairytale pans out, but I presume
that in the end Beauty slays the Beast, and thus it transpired yesterday, life imitating art at the
Lane.
My north-east spies tell me that Messrs Tiote, Barton and Smith are normally the very models of
chivalry, but the other day (Saturday?
