Arsenal almost conceded when the game started. But like yeast their performance increased in size. They survived the onslaught. Pepe stepped up his game, nutmegging opponents. Niles spread like river Nile covering the pitch. Luiz aborted dangerous chances like a Veteran abortionist. Finally, it was Martinelli that rewarded Arteta's trust with a beautiful tap-in goal from Saka's sublime cross. The first half ended so.
The second half gave no warning of the win-less end. Arsenal was till all gung-ho believing a second goal must come. But Sheffield like a cunning sheriff of a dangerous county maintained the balance , absorbed the pressure. They saw the game out till they equalised close to the end of the game. It ended one-one. Fans' belief deflated a bit further.
How farther and better can they get? Arteta still has the fans but getting results is the utmost assurance. The team should just learn how to score more than one goal. Albeit, some god whispered " even if Arsenal cooked egusi soup, it would draw".
--toonday
Comments
Post a Comment