Fourth thing.

We have no tactics. None. We have no plan. Nothing. This is the worst football I have seen at Arsenal since some of the darker days under Terry Neill, and even then there were a few crumbs of comfort.

There's nothing here.

Our style is - nothing. We play nothing ball. Pointless, aimless, soul crushing shit ball. The space we gave that useless bunch of gypos today. The way we stroll around the pitch (Welbeck and Alexis excluded). The body language, telegraphing the fact they just don't give a fuck.

That was not a good typo side we were up against. A half competent manager could have sent out an average bunch of players and taken 3 points today. Our idiot didn't even try. He's already celebrating his latest also-ran trophy.