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Not Cricket
Sports have rules. It is how we define them and what gives them meaning. For example, in football it is not possible to score points by picking the ball up and running the length of the pitch holding it in your hand, whereas in rugby that is a legitimate way to score points. When we change the rules of a game, it ceases to be the same game.
If two football teams were playing football and the referee allowed one team to run the length of the pitch holding the ball and score a goal at the end of such a run, we would all recognise this as unfair, not only on the opposition, but on every team who had been playing in the league under a different set of rules.
What Michael Oliver did today was as close to the above scenario as you will see. He gave Myles Lewis-Skelly a red card for an offence that is not a red card under the rules of football. It never has been in the past and it still isn’t today. If you see or read anyone claiming the decision was correct then you know immediately that they are either corrupt, moronic or dishonest. Or a combination of the three.
There is no way for anyone to claim that is a correct decision and maintain a scrap of integrity in the footballing world. There was indeed serious foul play perpetrated on the pitch today, and Michael Oliver was its author.
A few years back, Formula One allowed its rules to be egregiously misapplied in the final race of the season in a decision that cost Lewis Hamilton the title. For those not in the know, it was the footballing equivalent of Hamilton being fouled in the box in the last minute of a drawn game and the referee awarding the other team a goal. Just a nonsense, without even a passing resemblance to the rules.
Since that day, I have not watched a single minute of Formula 1 for the simple reason that without rules a competition is meaningless. If the people enforcing the rules can arbitrarily change them at any time, then the game has no value, no meaning.
Premier League Football is fast going that way. Some think it has already completed the journey.
If so, we might as well give out the league title based on a good, old-fashioned game of Numberwang.
In a new world where the truth is fast becoming whatever lie is shouted loudest, there will again be a lot of gaslighting claiming this decision is something other than a travesty.
If this is what football has become, why bother watching?
The Arsenal
Frankly, I was minded to leave this report there.
Writing about tactics and players and everything else that makes up a football match seems in somewhat bad taste given that the spectacle today did not adhere to the rules of football. Who cares what formation we lined up in when we cannot be sure that Michael Oliver would not have let Wolves start with twelve men, such was his willingness to remake the laws of the game?
However, in answer to my own question, the reason we bother watching is because we are The Arsenal, and today every single one of our players, MLS included, gave everything they had and did us proud. They deserve to be lauded for their skill and efforts, and just for once this season, we actually got the points we deserved. Despite everything, we won the match.
Without our captain (flu) and Merino (knock?), with two goalkeepers making up the numbers on the bench, with the officials, the media, opposition fans up and down the country, and every other man, woman and their respective dogs baying for blood and lining up to take shots at us, we, The Arsenal, did that most unforgiveable thing – we defied their unified opposition and won a football match.
I am not going to go through all the events of the game. You’ll be able to find that somewhere else if you want to. Havertz got in some great positions but couldn’t quite head us in front. We had lots of possession and were the only team in it, although Wolves looked to play on the counter and fashioned a couple of quick breakaways of their own. Ait-Nouri remains an excellent player at this level and Cunha was their other top performer.
By the way, I can’t see him signing for us after witnessing what Oliver did today – why sign for a team who are given red cards for things no other team is? Why play for the most hated team in the country? That takes a certain mindset, like Rice has, and I’m not sure Cunha is the type of guy to put himself in the crosshairs that Arsenal players face every week.
The card changed the game somewhat, but even with ten men we created decent chances and the match looked about level. With twenty minutes left, Michael Oliver gave Gomes a second yellow for a foul that was much worse than the one he gave MLS a straight red for. The same ref who gave Martinelli two yellows in the same passage of play (still the only time that has ever been done) decided not to issue a straight red for a player already on a yellow. That VAR did not ask him to look again would only have been a surprise to anyone who had not seen them clear the blatantly wrong decision to send MLS off for serious foul play for a trip.
At this point, the amazing away fans, who had been singing their hearts out (‘Michael Oliver, it’s all about you’ getting yet another airing) began a round of ‘One Nil to The Arsenal’ that raised the hairs on my neck. To everyone who was there today, you did your club as proud as your team did you. My heartfelt thanks and appreciation.
On the pitch, despite wasting a few free kicks and Trossard unforgivably hitting the first man with two consecutive corners (sorry to mention it, Leandro, but that really is schoolboy stuff!) we were galvanised when the numbers were evened up and we went on to win it when a Martinelli cross (very effective this week, keep them coming) was headed out as far as Calafiori (on for the sacrificed Ethan Nwaneri) who whipped a left-footed half volley past Havertz and Sa into the far corner.
After that we held on, Kieran Tierney adding steel and energy to a group who, by rights, should have been dead on their feet but found the guts and will to keep going from somewhere. No names, no special praise, they were all heroes.
Make no mistake, this is a very special group. I wonder if today might be the day. This might galvanise the club and the players. Our backs were to the wall and we did not give in, we won.
Let us hope that today is the day that Gooners everywhere remember that every non-Arsenal fan in football is rooting for us to lose, and we cannot afford to fight amongst ourselves.
It is time for siege mentality. Time to go to the mattresses. Time to win.
Cannons out.
Until next time, ‘holics.