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EPLwatch Week 27



For Wenger, it was a wicked weekend and a dreadful derby. Derby is always enervating to losers but excitingly passionate to winners. It was a show of wayward passes, cheap dispossession for Arsenal who could not assert their style of play on the new generation Spurs, who were properly schooled by Pochettino.
Mkhi was outmuscled to ineffectiveness. Xhaka was just nowhere. Defense was in utter confusion.  Kane was wasteful, but Spurs making large statement than Arsenal in London.  
#takehome: What keeps a champion's momentum is the ability to keep improving not the past feat.  Arsenal is receding and Spurs is enlarging.

Guardiola festered on his teamwork and his team's reduced error rate.  Rare loose ball, tough to dispossess, thorough in attack, Man City were regal. Leicester was short in all areas in the second half and the punishing score line depicted this. Aguero did a quadruple and de Bruyne a hat trick of assist.
#takehome: if you can perfect your acts, the half of the battle is already won

Mourinho mourned Man Utd loss as Benitez continued to haunt him. Pogba was discarded. Sanchez was shine-less. Newcastle totally confused Man Utd game plan. After that Newcastle goal, It was pathetic display of a spineless fight-back.  Shelvey was a monster that scared Pogba and Matic into ineffectual bunch. 
#takehome: loss is loss but the manner of the loss can be more harrowing.

 In football, players are to their team, what condiments are to the delicacy. The cost or the hype of the condiments may not matter but the measurable and commensurable application of the condiments.  
Chelsea's night was that sublime. Giroud's ball-ricocheting ability got an assist and several misses. Hazard was balling while Moses waltzed like an Egyptian Sallah. Chelsea fans kept yelling for Barça.  I wondered what that reality would hold.  Will they be shamefaced or proud EPL liberator against the "mighty" Barça? Time shall tell.


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