Get up. Get ready. Go to the game. Watch our midfield uselessly pass the ball sideways. Watch our wide players cross the ball to no-one. Go home.

Get up. Get ready. Go to the game. Watch our midfield uselessly pass the ball sideways. Watch our wide players cross the ball to no-one. Go home.

Get up. Get ready. Go to the game. Watch our midfield uselessly pass the ball sideways. Watch our wide players cross the ball to no-one. Go home.

Get up. Get ready. Go to the game. Watch our midfield uselessly pass the ball sideways. Watch our wide players cross the ball to no-one. Go home.

It’s getting a bit dull this. Yet another game with no goals. The last time we scored at home against League opposition was against Bolton, and that was only one and it came in the 84th minute. We’ve only scored more than three goals against League teams twice all season, and one of them was a bloody draw. It’s really been a bloody awful season. We’re now only two points ahead of Everton, which means that if they overtake us, we’ll not even make the UEFA Cup, which even Spurs have managed in the last few years.

This simply isn’t good enough. This is a team that finished four points behind Man U last season, but we’re hopelessly off the pace in this one. I’ll save my full thoughts for another day, but I’ll just say that we’re becoming mediocre, almost as bad as those dreadful mid-90’s teams that managed to finish 12th and 10th.

I can’t even blame Eboue, as he looked ok-ish when he came on as a sub. Diaby was dreadful, Denilson passed sideways so much it became comical, and we just looked bereft of ideas. I’m very sad about this lot. And worse, it appears that even Nasri (who scored some stunning goals earlier in the season) has been infected with Arsenal-itis. Given the ball in a great position on the edge of the area, he chose to fanny around for what seemed like 23 minutes until the entire Fulham defence massed around him. Why didn’t he shoot?

Oh. I’m too sad and too full of cold to write more now. Come back tomorrow, I might have developed my sadness into a full-on epic.

Linkage: A Cultured Left Foot, Goodplaya on booing, and an Arseblog who sounds even sadder than me.

More tomorrow.

Oh, and sorry for the delay, I’ve been naughty (inadvertantly).