29 October 2005

Tottenham Hotspur vs Arsenal - White Hart Lane, London - Saturday 29th October 2005



It's never fun going to this place as an Arsenal fan, the estimated half million miles from Tube station to ground is an annoyance, and the less than welcoming attitude of the natives is a danger. I say "natives", most of the real natives of N17 are too busy shooting each other, taking crack, and unlocking stolen mobile phones to give a toss about Spurs. The welcoming party I mean are mainly based in such gritty places as Hertford, Cheshunt and Enfield. Still, a 1pm kick off meant that they couldn't get too drunk before kick off (an evening game up there, if we're ever allowed one again, could be really interesting, such is the sheltered life we have led recently on this front).


With no away wins in the League so far this season, and with Spurs seemingly making their annual resurgence last slightly past August, it was also the last place we wanted to go to try and get a result. The first half showed why - Spurs pissed all over us for the majority of it, and took a deserved lead, much to the clear delight of the idiots.


But, and it never looked like coming, the second half saw a different Arsenal. One that took a while to get into its stride, but by the 70th minute was fully up and running. I remember this Arsenal from previous seasons, and occasionally still from home games - they are really quite a good football team. Pires scored (for the hundredth year in succession at the cess pit), home fans threw missiles at him, and also at any other Arsenal player that dared go near the touchline (again, as ever), and had the game gone on for another 15 minutes, we probably would have won it. But it didn't, so draw a fair result, and only our second away point.


After the game, and after the long, dangerous walk back to the Tube, I went for a few drinks on Upper Street, back in the safety of Islington. A few drinks then turned into a lot of drinks. At about 9pm (over 6 hours after the game had finished), lots of police vans started to show up. Yes!! The mighty Spurs fans were storming Upper Street! Er, on a normal Saturday night, when very few people there give a flying toss about football - the mighty Tottenham certainly made their mark that day!!

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