That Carling Cup final was a thrilling match. We played well, as did Birmingham. Despite owning the majority of the possession, having more shots, more shots on goal, and just generally putting on a better performance, we lost.
I’m not going to go into details about why we should’ve won, or why we didn’t deserve to win, or what we should’ve done differently, or how unfair it is.
The one thing about this match, like other matches before it, is that a particular image has been forever burned into my mind. Like the Champion’s League Final with Lehmann sliding in on Eto’o, or another Carling cup Final featuring Drogba scoring again and again. I will always remember the shot of Koscielny and Szczesny, on their knees, with the look of utter defeat and regret in their eyes.
And so the season continues. Come on Arsenal.