This game was one of those rather unremarkable home Cup games, against lower division opposition. You know we're probably going to win anyway, so if we do its not a great result. If we don't win, that would be a shock, but there's not much chance of it happening. So, you sit there, expecting the inevitable Arsenal victory, which duly comes along.
To be fair, there were 2 things that livened the game up - one being the return of Glenn Hoddle as Wolves manager. The media all built it up as the Wenger-Hoddle reunion (Wenger was Glenda's mentor at Monaco), but to all Arsenal fans it was of course the fact that he was Spurs' former messiah that made us all hate him.
Amazingly, though, Glenn was not the most despised person in the stadium. To claim that honour in a stadium where both Glenn Hoddle and Paul Ince are, takes a special performance. But, Mike Riley was up to the job (of being hated, if not of refereeing properly). Some comedy decisions and lots of petty officiousness ensured that, even though Arsenal won, he made us all detest him.
On to the next round, as potential banana skins go, this was not slippery at all. A formality, and energies saved for Man Utd next up at Highbury.
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