I've Had Worse Days I Suppose!

After the horrors of Bolton and Fulham, yesterdays trouncing of the little mob up the road has given us a few days to bask in the sunshine of satisfaction.

I have to confess to fearing the worst as the news came through about Thierry allegedly 'storming out' as we made our way to the station. A few nerve-soothing ales on the train and I was quite bullish again.

Hitting the Grove at 11 o'clock I met up with the guys who run Arsenal-Land and Vital Arsenal. A few more nerve-soothing ales were imbibed (thank you O2 for your excellent free beer promotion!).

Now I don't know who instilled a healthy dose of common-sense into the stewards, but thankfully they were a little less concerned about the standing than usual, and the atmosphere was just breathtaking. Well done Gooners, you were magnificent throughout.

Early doors we looked to have a nailed-on shout for a penalty when Dawson climbed all over Freddie, who turned the clock back a couple of years with a magnificent display. Then Malbranque managed a mis-hit shot. (Can't remember them having too many more!)

Adebayor had us on our feet with the opener, cooly taken, but looking suspiciously offside. Thank goodness Match of the Day cameras spotted he wasn't. It must have been a big relief for the much maligned replacement for Titi. He was immense yesterday.

Rosicky then found himself and the ball removed from the action by Chimbonda. I've seen them given, and seen them not given. Call it karma. Gilberto finished with aplomb.

Considering the significance of the occasion we spent the half-time mulling over just how strongly Spurs would come out after the break. The pint helped! We needn't have worried. Apart from a few sly digs they showed little stomach for the fight.

Robin Van Persie's sleight of hand was missed by Graham Poll and when Jenas took him out we had a fortunate second penalty to enjoy. Gilberto sent England's roly-poly number one the wrong way. Cue 'Jump up if you're 3-0 up!'

The beauty of the travel congestion means we can enjoy a few refreshing after match pints in the Pins. The taste buds adjusted smoothly to the beautiful Guinness as we dissected the finer points of the contest.

To round off a perfect day I made it home in time to catch Match of the Day and inform Mrs Goonerholic that this was indeed a beautiful day! Sadly I slipped into a coma before the start of the cricket, but all things considered I have awoken strangely refreshed today. What a difference a day makes.