The Biggest of Games... The Biggest of Names

... Arsenal to score on the low cross. Might decide to do something similar here. Eboue...

Henry!!! With a minute to go! The great man, produces a great moment for Arsenal, at the expense of Manchester United! What a turnaround at The Emirates!

What a finish at the Emirates! Absolutely unbelievable. Well, he doesn't score many headers and I often wonder why, when you see the quality of this one. Lovely build-up, they knock the ball around... And this is an unbelievably good cross. And Rio Ferdinand is just off him... Just watch and admire the quality of the header

The Biggest of Games... The Biggest of Names... It's Henry to flatten Fergusson. There's hardly time for the restart...

The above is the transcript of the commentary for the Arsenal - Manchester United game played this Sunday. Henry scored the winner in the 94th minute, silencing his critics who claimed that he never scores in crunch situations! There was no time left for Manchester United to retaliate. In a way, Man Utd. dug their own grave, defending deep after taking the lead. They had in Edwin Van Der Sar (whom I used to respect till this Sunday's game, when he resorted to time wasting tactics) one of the best keepers in the Premiership at this moment. They had C. Ronaldo, the ^&&*(&(&(^ diver. And all they could do was sit and admire the quality of passing that Arsenal at their very best can produce. It was mesmerizing... I pity the Utd. defenders!

This game had everything.

Aggression: from the defenders and the young mid-field.

Determination: Evident from the way Fabregas and Rosicky battled for the ball and then made the cross that made the equalizer.

Grit: the never say die attitude. The way the team battled from being a goal down to win.

Non-chalance: although the team did start of nervously, after Man Utd scored the goal, it was all Arsenal. Man Utd defence was stretched beyond limit. It was only a matter of time before it cracked. Arsenal did not for once consider that Man Utd's was supposedly the best defence in the Premiership. They passed around the ball as if playing with some kids in the park.

It was a totally deserved victory. The team that created the greater number of chances won the game in the end. The team that had more hunger to win, the correct attitude to perform.

Unlike the divers and the time wasters who call themselves the devils!

P. S. The scoreline should have been 3-1 in favour of Arsenal. They were denied a clear penalty. However, in the end, Mr. Neville got a rightful kick in the teeth and that is all that we Gunners care about!

Musings about nothing

Once in a while, you realize, other than the fact that you are almost 25 years of age and still a virgin... oops, I mean a Virgo that there is a blog which you used to maintain regularly in your youth, which was in your heydays of not too long ago (three hundred gazillion years!) All this can lead you to become depressed. I realize that I am speaking in the third person about a person who himself is a third person (in terms of the size and weight and the volume he occupies, which is roughly the size of a small Lakshadweep island) I digress. Let me come to the point at hand, which is, nothing!

I don't have anything to write about. The old gray cells have gone for a toss. I think it is the result of having too much of the good stuff. Take for example this statement I am going to make, which I believe will shed some light on my current situation: I can't remember for the life of me, where I read that drinking alcohol causes loss of memory. I guess that pretty much sums up my life as of now. The girls, the booze and the partying is all getting to me! (Who are you kidding? The last time you attended a party which had girls was way back in school!)

As a last resort, to get away from the self imposed torpor, the mind turns itself to the blog. The all encompassing blabber it out space where the mind can roam around freely, without a care for the world. Not that it cares about the world in the first place (it will be entirely happy if it can have the unusually vivid and eidetic visuals of well, might as well come out with it, naked women in its dreams!) This does not however mean that I am a desperate virgin... What is wrong with this damned keyboard! Every time I try to type Virgo, it ends up coming out as virgin on the screen. I think this is some kind of a conspiracy to land me in a hot soup. I am not going to take this lying down quietly. I will complain to the manufacturers! I will cause mayhem till they put me behind bars! They can take all the money they want, they can have all my worldly belongings!

Just leave those naked women for me! :-)