Arsenal 2 Barcelona 1

And so finally, finally the dragon was slayed at the fourth time of asking. Arsene Wenger finally beat Barcelona at the fourth attempt last night as his substitutions inspired a late fightback that turned the tables against Spain’s best.
It lived up to expectations as a feast of footballing delicacies. All the trickery and polished passing of Barcelona was on display at the Emirates in this eagerly-awaited Round of 16 clash.
Unlike last year though when the Catalans came visiting and silenced 60,000 fans with breathtaking artistry, this time it took them a while to get into their groove.
Arsenal started like the proverbial house on fire, using the pace of Theo Walcott to get behind Barcelona’s backline. On one occasion, Walcott evaded four tackles on the edge of the box and though his final ball eventually came to nought, the early signs were good that the Spanish were in for a difficult time.
Not so soon though. The visitors regrouped and set about their task with their usual precision. Lionel Messi, slippery and evasive as ever soon began his conjurer’s act. By the 20th minute mark, he almost struck as his toe-poked effort beat Wojniech Szczesny but trickled agonisingly beyond the far post when every pair of eyes in the stadium believed it was heading for the back of the net. Relief for all Gunners couldn’t be more welcome.
Undaunted, the Barcelona ensemble continued to dictate the pace and gradually took over possession. Already, the early yellow card to Alex Song restricted the presence of the holding midfielder, allowing the pair of Andre Iniesta and Xavi to enjoy more and more space in the middle.
Their endeavour finally paid off in the 26th minute when Song failed to close down Messi and the little Argentine prodded the ball into the path of David Villa. The dangerous Number 9 took it in his stride and further helped it on its way; between the legs of the exposed Szczesny for the opening goal.
Every Gunner feared the worst, or at least a repeat of last year’s capitulation.
It proved unfounded as we resisted until the halftime whistle. On resumption, we came out quicker from the blocks as Jack Wilshire began to assert his presence and much-trumpeted abilities. It was a different Arsenal that seized the initiative from the Spaniards as we enjoyed more possession and drove forward at every opportunity.
Robin Van Persie became more and more prominent upfront and Barcelona’s defence set-up of Gerard Pique and Maxwell suddenly had their work cut out for them.
Despite our increased presence on the ball, Barcelona were doing a pretty good job of containment and it could be said as the game frittered into its latter stages, that the visitors would comfortably escape with a lone goal lead.
Until a five-minute salvo that changed the face of the game and increased the decibels inside the packed Emirates.
Firstly, newly-introduced Andrei Arshavin - on for Song - received the ball at the near byline and fed the overlapping Gael Clichy. The fullback lifted the ball into the path of the persevering Van Persie and as the Dutchman strode with determination towards the goal byline, not many in the stadium saw any tangible end result for the move.
Not many indeed, excluding Van Persie. He glimpsed a small swathe of space between Victor Valdes and the near post and it was in there that he blasted the ball with all the pent-up frustration of the night. It was a goal of supreme risk and determination. How well he celebrated. How much it meant to the massed army of Gunners all waving red flags and scarves declaring their avowed love for their hungry club.
The second goal arrived to greater excitement five minutes later when Samir finally found himself free on the right side. With all the time in the world, he angled and measured a pass into the path of fast-advancing Arshavin, who took the ball first time and swept it into the bottom corner beyond the reach of Valdes and his massed defenders who were all caught in a frantic retreat.
Barcelona threatened a late response through the irrepressible Messi, but the impressive Johann Djourou and Laurent Koscielny snuffed out everything they could conjure.
The celebrations at the final whistle were full-blooded even though we all acknowledge that it is though a job well done, it was still halftime in 180 minute contest.
Guardiola, Barcelona’s ever- demanding coach, summarised it in typical style:

“In general, I’m happy with the performance – the result is the thing I don’t like”.


His counterpart, the relieved Arsene Wenger naturally had more words and more reason to expand on the outcome of a crucial victory:

”I’m very proud for Arsenal tonight. Everybody urged us to play differently to our nature and this result will strengthen the belief in our philosophy. We needed to score two goals. I just took the gamble – it could have backfired to 2-0 or 3-0, but it worked”.


Indeed it worked well. We wait till March 8 for the return leg to know if those goals will be enough to see us through to the quarterfinals. With last night’s fighting spirit though, anything is possible for this Arsenal side now.


Ratings: Szszesny 7, Djourou 7, Koscielny 7, Clichy 7, Song 6, Eboue 6, Wilshire 8, Nasri 6, Fabregas 6, Van Persie 7, Walcott 6, Arshavin 7, Bendtner 5.

The real reason why Fabregas will stay or go

 In the week where all our progress, strides and forward-movement of this season will be measured against the unofficial ”best team in the world”, Barcelona, a key player of Arsenal gave us the biggest reason so far why Cesc Fabregas will or will not continue his stay at the club.

We play Barcelona in the Champions League Round of 16, on the night of Wednesday, February 16 and oh, what a night it promises to be!

More than games against the likes of Chelsea or Man United, this encounter between the two-most stylish clubsides in the world, will be the marker of how far we have progressed or improved from that 6-3 thrashing of last year.  Pep Guardiola has described Arsenal as dangerous opponents, while bits and pieces from inside the camp of the Nou Camp side suggest that in Theo Walcott, Arsenal possess a player that ought to be feared.

None other than the incomparable Lionel Messi has voiced his concern about Theo:

“I remember we were winning 2-0 on the pitch and Arsenal had no chance to change the course of the game. But on the field came Walcott, and without the help of his teammates, he managed to do something that could not be done by the whole team before”.

Note how he said, ‘Arsenal had no chance’. The great thing about non-Englishmen expressing their opinions in English, is the abject frankness and blunt edge to their expressions. They do not have the vocabulary to do doublespeak and coax their true feelings in innuendos. So they just say exactly what they feel. Period.

All that might just be an attempt to create a sense of falsophobia (the fear of something that doesn’t exist) or simply prematch diversionary tactics. Whichever the case may be, it is not an encounter that would permit drowsiness. Expect fireworks aplenty.

In truth, we have indeed made big strides from last year in terms of playing personnel. Samir Nasri has become a veritable threat and the complete attacking player that Wenger dreamt he would become. Alex Song and Jack Wilshire have formed an impressive midfield combo that oozes strength, guile, boundless skill, mutual understanding and tenacity. Marouane Chamakh has become a reliable goalpoacher that can always be thrown into the fray when goals are the essential commodity. Not to mention the sweet chemistry developing between Johann Djourou and Laurent Koscielny at the back.

But the man that keeps annoying Barcelona when they think of what might have been, remains Cesc Fabregas. In him, Arsenal have a leader, a warrior, a fighter and a standard bearer

He has been the topping on the mountain of potential that Wenger has cobbled together. It is him that will not make Barcelona rest until they have taken him back from London Colney, back to Nou Camp. It is him that continues to make such encounters between we and them more than just a soccer game.

Fabregas’s continued stay at Arsenal or departure, is what Alex Song has finally given a sense of purpose by telling us the real truth. He revealed over the weekend that Fabregas, like any other player simply wants to win trophies. Major ones. Lots of them.

Spanish Armada..Fabregas (front row, 2nd from left) with the Spanish side

Having tasted unprecedented success with Spain –first in Europe and later at the toughest of them all, the World Cup – he is naturally hungry for more.

It is a short career, we are always reminded and at 23 (24 in May), success has come to Fabregas quite early.

But European championships and World Cups only happen once in four, long years and even then, form, injuries, selection hurdles and unfamiliar coaches all present formidable obstacles to a player’s dreams of winning those tournaments. Enroute to being World champions, Spain were lacking in form and rhythm until the second round when they beat neighbours Portugal. That ignited their campaign, though they never hit the heights that we know they can, as they only scraped through most games with a 1-0 scoreline. They won the final itself with the same margin.

So, considering all the odds, a player stands a far better chance of glory at club level, where competitions are annual and playing patterns more consistent. It is at that club level that Fabregas now wants to prove himself as a winner.

The 2005 FA Cup apart, he’s got nothing to show for seven years of stewardship at the Gunners. Though he was part of the squad of Invincibles that won the Premier league in 2004, he didn’t the minimum requirement of ten games, to earn a medal. The same fate that befell Jermaine Pennant.

Now, as captain, expectations are higher on him and his mates to deliver. All that high hopes have a chance of being fulfilled in a fortnight when we file out against Birmingham in the Carling Cup final.

But as Alex Song rightly mentioned, Fabregas needs to lead Arsenal to major trophies, to make him want to stay. The Premier League and Champions League that is. Trophies that make you belong to the big boys’ club. Trophies you can boast about and tell of your exploits with a glint in the eye. Trophies you cannot win without beating a very, very big team.

It is in that exclusive category that Fabregas wants to belong. And deservedly too.

That is the long and short of what will keep him at Arsenal; or make him finally demand a move back home to Catalonia. Overcoming Barcelona in this Round of 16 will go a long way in determining where Fabregas’s immediate future lies.

Arsenal 2 Wolves 0

Milking it up....Van Persie celebrates Goal No 1

What better way to banish memories of last Saturday’s disgraceful capitulation at St. James Park, than to not only beat Wolves, but keep a clean sheet. We achieved both objectives with aplomb and swagger as Robin Van Persie continued his rich vein of form in front of goal with a brace.
Arsene Wenger read the mood of the fans perfectly and put it into words by declaring after the game that:

“We were defensively solid and that was important after the four goals we conceded last week. It wasn’t easy to read about the Newcastle result in the media and we needed a response today”.


And a response was delivered indeed.
In what was also effectively a dress-rehearsal for the big, big Champions League showdown against Barcelona on Wednesday, Wenger turned to the calvary as we welcomed back Alex Song and Johann Djourou to the side. Our movement and passing was top class as Fabregas, Andrei Arshavin and Theo Walcott took turns to cut Wolves into ribbons with their speed and interchange of positions.
The first goal came rather belatedly after soek susutained pressure, in the 16th minute. Unmarked on the right flank, Fabregas released a short pass to Van Persie, who was lurking on the edge of the box. Without breaking stride, the Dutchman bent his body horizontally and unleashed a sweet volley that flew beyond the reach of the impressive Wayne Hennessey for the opener. It was just reward for all our endevaour and it spread relief around the ground.
On the other end, Wolves were attempting to engineer something but with last week’s calamitious events in Newcastle still fresh I everyone’s mind, Johann Djourou and Laurent Koscielny were in no mood for gifts.
I mentioned during the week that the real turning point of last week’s game for us, wasn’t the dismissal of Abou Diaby. Rather, the departure of Djourou with a slight knock was the game-changer. Yesterday, the Swiss giant proved me right as he read every ball with precision and tackled with panache.
He has really come on in leaps and bounds this season and I can’t help showering him with praise after praise. He is developing into a class defender and in an era where such like him don’t grow on trees and are hard to find, Wenger must be commended indeed for persevering with him and nurturing a fine hardman.
His understanding with Koscielny, who won his first international invite last week, is proving to be one of the revelations of our season. Both men enjoy a telephatic understanding and coming in a part of the team that has endured severe criticism over the years, it is indeed welcome and timely.
The two centrebacks shielded Szszesny effectively in goal, restricting Wolves to long, hopeful shots that the goalie easily dealt with. The ever dangerous and lively Kevin Doyle - a player I think Wenger should make a move for – along with Nenad Miljas and Adam Hammill were squeezed off the ball and denied any real attempt at goal.
On our side, Jack Wilshire – another Gunner starting out on his international career with a maiden debut for England during the week – showed us why he’s got such a big future ahead of him. He ran with the ball confidently and took on opposing players without fear.
Mention must be made of Andrei Arshavin as well because the hit-and-miss Russian seems to be playing his way back into form. He peppered Ronald Zubar on the left flank with his direct running and tireless approach and deserved a goal if not for the brave goalkeeping of Hennessey.
I read somewhere that his game takes a dip during the winter months and if his recent form is anything to measure by, there might be some truth in that. But for a Russian who has lived 28 of his 30 years in the bitter cold of the Slavic country, it is indeed strange to whinge about the cold. Whatever the real cause maybe, the Arshavin who destroyed Liverpool with four goals at Anfield in 2008 seems to be re-emergig slowly but surely.
Back to the game, we continued from where we let off in the second half with more sustained pressure. Walcott ought to have got on the scoresheet after being put through by Wilshire but he missed the target in the 50th minute and even he himself looked shocked by the miss.
He supplied the assist for Van Persie though in the 56th minute as the Dutchman coolly beat the very-impressive Hennessey, this time with his regular left foot.
Soon after, with the points now seemingly in the bag and Barcelona now on our collective minds, Wenger rung the changes and withdrew Wilshire, Arshavin and man of the match, Van Persie.
Despite that, the stats for the afternoon spoke volumes for our dominance. We had seven shots on target as against nil for Wolves; we won 72 tackles as against Wolves' 45; we won 81 aerial duels as against Wolves' 19; and possession was 54% for us as against Wolves' 46%.
All in all, it wasn’t a day for mistakes. It wasn’t a day for unforeseen happenings. After Man Utd had earlier in the day opened up a seven point lead and with Barcelona arriving here in three days’ time, we couldn’t afford any blunders. None happened and we closed up the gap with Man Utd to four points and avoided any injuries ahead of Barcelona.
Don’t expect to see Bacary Sagna against Barcelona though cos he’s due to be suspended after picking up a red card in our last group game against Partizan Belgrade in December.