For those interested, I didn't watch the game yesterday. Completely ignored it. And yet I still know how it went. I can see the sideways and backwards tippy tappy. I can see the sloppy passing. I can see the wastage in front of goal. I can see the shitty attempts at crossing, the deadbeat dead ball routines, the stupid substitutions. I already knew it would be a crappy team selection, that's a given. I can see Wenger sitting on his arse doing fuck all as the performance deteriorated and became ever more stale. I can see our precious little petals limping around the place. Envisage Bould's pointless scowl. Hear the opposition chants of, 'Wenger, we want you to stay!'. I can picture the ref as he goes through his one-eyed paces. I can see the highly paid professionals flopping around the place and sailing through the air at a mere touch. Ah, football!

It's all there. Fact is, you don't have to actually watch the games to experience them. It's such a time saver. And more enjoyable, in my opinion. Yesterday I allowed the odd fantasy to slip into the boring reality. I imagined we were playing well. Just for a second, to see what it felt like. It definitely added to the experience. Next week I'm going to imagine we're defending properly. What a relief that will be.

All in all, I enjoyed this match more than any other so far this season.