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Spotlight: Gabriel Martinelli - A Story like None Other 🇧🇷

Putting aside my usual scheduled programming for this one. I want to tell the story of one of my favourite players. A player I’ll never give up on — no matter how poor the form, no matter how loud the Twitter bashers get.

This piece has been in the works for a long time. I’ve drafted it, scrapped it, rewritten bits and pieces… but now it’s finally here. You’re about to dive into the full story of Gabriel Martinelli. A story like no other.

From Ituano to the Emirates. From futsal courts to Champions League nights. This is the story of Gabriel Martinelli. One of our own, even if his passport says Brazilian.

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I’ve been an Arsenal fan for about two decades now. It’s all I’ve ever known as far back as I could remember, since the days I first spoke English and started flipping to the back pages to check on Wenger’s Arsenal. (And yes, for my curious readers, I’m in my 20s).

I’ve seen plenty of players walk down the famous tunnels of Highbury and the Emirates. We’ve always had a soft spot for our English lads — especially the Hale End boys. But when it comes to the foreign stars, it’s a bit different. Not many have truly captured the hearts of Arsenal fans since the Invincibles. You could count them on one hand. In the modern era, we had our Spanish magician Santi Cazorla. Granit Xhaka, Aaron Ramsey, Mo Elneny (maybe)?

But almost every other story ends with heartbreak. Either they snaked it to rivals — RVP (🐍), Cesc, Alexis… the list writes itself. Or their time just fizzled out with sour endings — Aubameyang, Emi Martínez, Özil, Koscielny. Not exactly the fairy tale endings you’d hope for. A by-product of that disastrous era of decay.

You get the picture. We don’t just stumble onto cult heroes every day. So how did Martinelli get here? And why has he connected with us in a way so few players do?

The Kid from Guarulhos

Image: Gabriel Martinelli as a child. Image credits: The New York Times.

Gabriel Teodoro Martinelli Silva was born in 2001 in Guarulhos, a state on the outskirts of São Paulo. Not exactly the birthplace of football royalty, but in Brazil where 68% are football fans, football finds you whether you want it to or not.

His parents, João and Elizabete, gave him roots that went beyond Brazil. Brazilian flair on one side, Italian grit from his dad on the other. Put them together, and maybe that’s the mix that made Martinelli the player we all know and love today.

From a young age, Gabriel’s dad wasn’t just a parent — he was a dreamer like many Brazilian parents who dreamt of a better life for their kids. João had his mind made up when Martinelli was just 6: he wanted his son to be a footballer. Just read this short snippet from The Athletic:

You can’t fully grasp Martinelli’s story without knowing about the court. Between the ages of three and six, he spent hundreds of hours here. He would come with friends but mainly with his father, Joao Carlos. Together, they practised shooting, passing, heading, first touch.

After getting to grips with the basics, Martinelli would work on his weaker foot. Bang, bang, bang, shot after shot after shot. He never complained, but it was a lot for a young kid. Sometimes, by the end of the session, there would be tears hiding in the corners of his eyes.

This was the first stage in what came to be known as ‘the project’ — a sequence of steps designed to make a top-level footballer of Martinelli. For Martinelli Sr, who had to get up at 5am for his job as a toolmaker, those late nights were not just a commitment; they were an investment.

“God-given ability is not enough,” says Martinelli Sr. “You have to train, do the work. Gabriel understood that at an early age. He had discipline and he listened. He must have thought I was a son of a b***h sometimes, but he never moaned. Never one word in frustration.”

Image: The court where a young Martinelli would play. Image Source: The Athletic

When Martinelli was nine, he joined the Corinthians futsal academy, playing as a central midfielder. The talent was obvious, but life wasn’t straightforward. While other Brazilian kids his age were already shining in youth tournaments, U20 World Cups, or even breaking into senior squads, Martinelli’s path was very different.

Family circumstances meant football couldn’t always come first. By the time he was ten, he was already selling ice lollies on the street just so his parents could put a little rice and beans on the table. It wasn’t the glamorous rise you hear about with Brazilian wonderkids. It was survival, and football was his escape.

Image: Martinelli at Corinthians. Image Source: The Athletic

Leandro Germano, Martinelli's coach at school said: “He was always a dribbler,” says Germano. “He liked to go at his man, one on one, but he wasn’t the kind of player who dribbled for the sake of it.”

And if you’ve ever watched him on the ball, you can tell — the close control, the tight dribbling, the way he moves in small spaces. That futsal DNA is stamped all over his game. But unlike the Neymar types who get wrapped in cotton wool and pampered through the system, Martinelli took the hard road.

For anyone looking to read more, I recommend this article here from The Athletic.

Ituano

Image: Ituano smoking Santos 5-1 . Image Source: Ituano.

Ituano Futebol Clube. A semi-pro club perennially in São Paulo’s 3rd / 4th division — and I say that with all due respect, but to call them professional is a stretch. Before Martinelli, nobody had heard of this small club nestled in Sao Paolo.

This wasn’t Atlético Mineiro, Botafogo, Corinthians, Cruzeiro, Flamengo, Fluminense, Grêmio, Internacional, Palmeiras, Santos, São Paulo, or Vasco da Gama with their TV money, revenue and youth training facilities. Ituano was barebones. A couple hundred fans in the stands if you’re lucky, pitches that looked like a cow field at times, and no glamour in sight.

But for Martinelli, this was the proving ground. It was here, at a club barely on the map, that he started making noise. Playing in the Campeonato Paulista, scoring goals as a skinny teenager against men who’d been grinding in the league for a decade.

Martinelli balled out. 6 goals in 14 games for a fourth tier Ituano side in the Campeonato Paulista, going toe-to-toe with the country’s heavyweights.. Ituano were punching way above their weight, always the underdog, always up against it… and yet Martinelli kept showing up.

Image: Martinelli on trial at Manchester United.

Big clubs sniffed around. He had trials at Barcelona. Yes, Barcelona — the same club that churns out La Masia graduates like they’re on a production line. He even trialed at Mourinho's Manchester United, where this famous photo with Paul Pogba at Carrington was taken.

Now this really was a sliding doors moment for Martinelli. Imagine if he’d ended up at that dreadful Manchester United side back then… would he even have developed into half the player he is today?

But alas, nothing came of it.

They passed. Thank you, next. Ariana Grande called and left.

Arsenal

Image: Martinelli signs for Arsenal. Image Source: Arsenal

You know those moments in life when, no matter how rough it gets, things eventually fall into place?

Sometimes you get chewed up by the system. Sometimes you watch your peers rise, move into better situations, while you’re stuck grinding in obscurity. Sometimes the doubts creep in, and faith feels like it’s slipping away.

But the strongest ones? They wait. They keep pushing until destiny finally taps them on the shoulder. For Martinelli, destiny came in 2019 when Arsenal picked up the phone.

And I’ll be honest — when we signed Martinelli, I didn’t get it at all.

We were screaming out for a proper reset, a refresh to an ageing and overpaid squad that had completely lost its spark. Instead, we had an out-of-favour Mesut Özil sitting on the sidelines, Nicolas Pepe struggling to justify his price tag, and that circus of defenders — David Luiz, Mustafi, Kolasinac. Add Mkhitaryan, Sokratis, and Ceballos on loan to the mix, and it felt like a patch-up job more than a plan.

So when a teenager from Ituano turned up, my first thought was: What the hell are we even doing?

And don’t forget — the transfer fee was about £6 million. Pocket change in Premier League terms, sure, but still a record fee for someone coming out of the Brazilian Série D. I just couldn’t wrap my head around it. Why were we splashing that on a kid who looked so raw, skinny, clean-shaven, and straight out of the academy ranks, when our squad was creaking and crying out for proven quality?

It felt like the most Arsenal thing ever — shopping in the bargain bin while everyone else was splashing for superstars. Around the same time, Real Madrid were dropping €45m each on Rodrygo and Vinícius Júnior. Lucas Paquetá was off to AC Milan for €35m. Arthur Melo had his flashy €31m move to Barcelona. And here we were… unveiling a skinny teenager from Ituano for £6m.

Image: Martinelli scores on his Arsenal Debut. Image Source: TeamTalk

Martinelli came in as a complete unknown — a total gamble plucked from obscurity. But Edu Gaspar, with his deep Brazilian network, was the one who vouched for him. And boy, did Martinelli waste no time justifying it. He scored in his very first pre-season game. Bagged a brace in that chaotic 5–5 against Liverpool in the Carabao Cup. Another brace in his first competitive start against Nottingham Forest. By October, he was already Arsenal’s Player of the Month.

And this wasn’t during a stable period either. The club was in turmoil. Emery was floundering, eventually sacked. Freddie Ljungberg came in as caretaker. Then Arteta arrived in December to take charge.

Martinelli wrapped up his debut season with 10 goals in 26 appearances — not just numbers, but impact. He ended up as Arsenal’s third-highest scorer across all competitions that year. For a kid plucked out of Brazil’s lower leagues, signed for what was essentially pocket change, that return was nothing short of outrageous.

The Story so Far

Image: Martinelli scores against Chelsea. Image Source: Arsenal

Martinelli has always split opinions in the fanbase. The skeptics are loud — “he’s not Brazilian,” “he just runs down blind alleys,” “he dribbles with his head down and never looks up.”

I get it. I’ve heard all of it. But here’s the truth: Martinelli is clutch. He’s a moments player. And when those big moments come, he delivers them in Arsenal red.

Remember that solo goal against Chelsea at Stamford Bridge in 2020? N’Golo Kanté slipping, Martinelli sprinting half the length of the pitch, finishing coolly in front of the away end. That was his arrival. A teenager, fearless, delivering in a London derby. You couldn’t write it better.

Image: Martinelli scores the only goal against City. Image Source: BBC

Or how about that goal — the one that sealed our first league win over Guardiola’s City under Mikel? Off the bench, Ederson off his line, and bang. Goal. Ice cold. Clutch.

But his journey hasn’t been smooth. Injuries hit him hard, especially that knee surgery in 2020. For months, we feared the worst. We’ve seen young talents derailed at Arsenal before. But Martinelli? He fought back. Relentless recovery, never sulking, always hungry.

Arteta himself admitted he had to hold him back — “Gabi would play every minute if I let him.” That says it all. He’s the player who sprints in the 90th minute like it’s the first, who presses defenders like his life depends on it, who celebrates every goal as if he’s one of us in the North Bank.

Image: Martinelli signs his new long term contract. Image Source: Arsenal

And the best part about Martinelli?

He wants to be here. From day one, he’s made that clear. The minute the club slid that contract across the table, he signed it without blinking. No drama, no saga, no “will he, won’t he.” Bayern came sniffing. Barcelona rumors floated. Didn’t matter. Martinelli’s heart was already at Arsenal. Always was.

And now? He’s one of the names we think of when we picture Arsenal’s future. Alongside Saka, Saliba, Ødegaard — Martinelli is the project. He’s not just Brazilian anymore; he’s Arsenal through and through.

So when people ask me why I back him no matter what — even during a bad run of form — this is why. He’s ours. He’s a kid that came from nothing, rejected by the so-called giants, yet is building his story in red and white. He might be São Paulo by birth, but at this point he’s basically Islington made.

So next time someone talks about selling him, remember: this kid stood by us in our darkest hours. Sure, he might not become the next Neymar, but football isn’t just about flash: it’s about impact. Who cares if he doesn’t have the Joga Bonito in him? You need spark plugs off the bench, characters who lift the team when it matters, players with the mentalidad (as Arteta would say) to push through.

Martinelli never sulks like Bruno Fernandes, never skips a training session like Harry Kane did to push a for a move. He comes on and gives everything every single time. No matter how many times Arteta benches him, Martinelli is always there: on the touchline, in training, ready to give everything the moment he steps onto the pitch.

And for that, Martinelli has my full support. He’s one of us—the Brazilian Hale Ender. Let’s go lift that league.

COYG.

p.s. This is my favourite article of Martinelli out there. Do take a peek if you're interested.

Authors NoteThis post is dedicated to the numero uno Martinelli fan out there @laminedean :) Thank you everyone as always for all your support. If there’s another player you’d like me to cover, drop it in the comments or send in a question!

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Game Review: Arsenal 2 – 0 Olympiacos

Competition: UEFA Champions League (GW2) Location: Emirates Stadium, Holloway, London Goalscorers: Martinelli 12’, Saka 90+2’ Arsenal XI: Raya, White, Saliba, Gabriel, Calafiori, Zubimendi, Merino, Ødegaard, Gyökeres, Martinelli, Trossard Subs: Saka, Rice, Eze, Timber, Mosquera Game Rating: 7/10 My Man of the Match: Martin Ødegaard

What a night. Champions League nights back at the Emirates, and Arsenal reminded exactly why this stage matters more.

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Image: The Arsenal Midfield... in blue?. Image credits: AP.

Olympiacos came in believing they could do something - and rightly so. Since 2009, we played 12. 6 wins a pieces (including yesterday's result).

But thats Europa League arsenal. Covid Arsenal. Joke-ting Arsenal. We are now moving with the big boys, and our boys have other ideas. Organised behind, ruthless when needed, and with enough spark to turn nerves into euphoria.

Olympiacos weren’t passengers either. They carved out chances, especially in that first half, and on another night they might have punished us. They played well, kept pushing, and never really let the tempo drop.

But that’s where our backline came in clutch. Gabriel was a rock, Saliba just oozed calm (pause), and Raya stepped up with the kind of saves that remind you why Arteta trusts him. It wasn’t perfect, but it was solid, and sometimes that’s the difference in Europe — surviving the storm so your forwards can kill the game.

The Match

Image: Martinelli scores again. Image credits: Arsenal.

Just 12 minutes in – Ødegaard threaded a pass behind the defense, Gyökeres powered a shot that hit the post, and Martinelli was first to react, tapping in the rebound. It was scrappy, chaotic, and beautifully Arsenal.

For much of the rest, it felt like a chess match. Olympiacos pressed, probed, and tried to unsettle us, especially in moments when Gabriel went off injured. David Raya made a world-class one-handed save to deny a volley from Podence. Our dominance threatened to feel hollow at times: Trossard, Gyökeres, even Ødegaard had chances saved or blocked.

But football is a game of moments. In stoppage time, Ødegaard popped up again, this time slipping a pass to Saka inside the box. The English winger made no mistake — drilled it through Tzolakis’ legs to seal the win. That late strike was the exhale we’d all been holding.

Aaannd relax. Wewh.

Post Match + Tidbits

Image: Martinelli. Image credits: CNA.

Arsenal made six changes from their Newcastle victory, and the bench showed its value. The depth carried the energy forward.

Gabriel had to come off with a knock, but the substitution (Mosquera in) held firm. Depth baby.

Our defensive record in Europe continues to boggle — another clean sheet added to a streak.

Gyökeres was tireless, causing problems, dragging defenders, even if the ball didn’t always fall for him. He'll need to score soon, but for now, I'm more than happy.

Martin Ødegaard was the heartbeat — his vision, passes, and influence stood out. Though not always in the stat sheet, you could see how he steered the game. Welcome back, Captain.

Return to form from our boy from Sao Paulo! Thats now 2 in 2 in the UCL. Big games, big impact. The mentality from this kid to work on his game after being benched is insane. (Shoutout to the biggest nelli fan I know @laminedean)

Final Verdict A gritty start, moments of brilliance, and a late dagger to wrap it all up. Olympiacos pushed us, made it uncomfortable, especially after Gabriel’s injury, but Arsenal held tight when it mattered most.

Two wins from two. The campaign is starting to warm up.

COYG.

Author's note: A Martinelli spotlight article is coming soon. Stay tuned!

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Game Pre+Review: Newcastle 1 - 2 Arsenal & Arsenal v Olympiacos

Competition: Premier League (GW6) Location: St. James’ Park, Newcastle upon Tyne Goalscorers: Woltemade 34’, Merino 84’, Gabriel 96’ Arsenal XI: Raya, Timber, Mosquera, Gabriel, Calafiori, Rice, Zubimendi, Eze, Saka, Gyökeres, Trossard Subs: Odegaard, Saliba, Martinelli, Merino, Lewis Skelly Game Rating: 9/10 My Man of the Match: Gabriel Magalhães

This mentality. This hunger. This passion. Exactly what we live for as fans. We came, we saw, we conquered.

P.S. Thanks for your patience — you’re getting a double drop in one today: the Newcastle review and a Champions League preview for Olympiacos.

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Image: Gabriel scores the winner. Image credits: BBC.

Newcastle away. Quite possibly the third hardest trip in the league after the Etihad and Anfield. But this was one of those Arsenal nights, the kind that reminds you why we love this club: we. never. give. up.

We came in, we imposed ourselves, and we conquered. A performance to be proud of no matter the result — but this time, the result did go our way… and I’m absolutely buzzing.

The Match

Image: A Gyokeres Pen? Nahhh. Image credits: BBC.

This is another one of those twisted away days. St. James’ Park buzzing, fans whistling, energy high. But early on, Arsenal looked agressive. We held them back, until a defensive misread gave Woltemade the opener in the 34th. Not exactly the script we wanted.

The first half holds that “can we survive?” feel. We defend, we regroup, and we don’t lose composure.

Second half, we shift gears. We push, we probe. The equalizer comes in the 84th minute — Merino, rising, turning a Declan Rice short corner into the finish. And then, stoppage time. Gabriel redeems a shaky moment earlier and meets Ødegaard’s corner with a header that sends Newcastle into silence. 1–2 in the dying gasps. That’s grit. That’s belief.

That’s Arsenal.

Post Match + Tidbits

Image: A potential Gabriel Penalty shout. Image credits: Chronicle Live.

VAR is A**: A penalty claim for Gyökeres earlier was revoked. What? To be fair, Newcastle had a shout again - revoked.

Defence solid. Saliba, Gabriel, Raya held together in moments.

Ødegaard’s return from injury gave the side something more creative. Dangerous.

Newcastle limited to 1 /2 half chances, and Arsenal showed more fight.

Livramento got injured — big concern. Get well soon Tino!

Much better from Gyokeres. No goals, but he's understanding the way we play more.

Final Verdict Frustrating until it wasn’t. Didn’t play perfect, but did what mattered. Win away, at a tough ground, in stoppage time. That counts.

COYG.

(Bonus) Game Preview: Arsenal vs Olympiacos

Competition: UEFA Champions League (GW2) Predicted Lineup: Raya, Timber, Mosquera, Gabriel, Lewis Skelly, Rice, Zubimendi, Merino, Saka, Gyökeres, Martinelli Date: 2 Oct 2025 Location: Emirates Stadium, Holloway, London

What Arsenal Need

Image: The last time we played Olympiacos. Image credits: BBC.

Ride the momentum. The Newcastle win gives energy.

Saka & Ødegaard fit = critical. If they’re fit, they’ll be key in unlocking tight defenses.

City showed us what pressing and quick transitions can do. Against Olympiacos, we’ll need tight defensive shape, less risky turnovers.

Use width. Gyökeres, Saka / Martinelli / Eze on wings to stretch their backline.

What to Watch For

This is the first European Home game. Gooners, lets get excited!

Olympiacos will likely sit deeper, look to absorb pressure and hit on counters. Transition defending will matter.

Bench depth will be tested: tired legs after Newcastle, rotation becomes crucial.

Prediction

Image: Aubameyang. Image credits: TNT Sports.

Arsenal 3-0 Olympiacos

We’ll dominate possession, score early, and cleanup solidly. Expect a clean sheet, two goals before halftime, and another late one just to rub it in.

COYG.

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Game Preview: Newcastle United vs Arsenal

Competition: Premier League (GW 6) Predicted Lineup: Raya, Timber, Saliba, Gabriel, Calafiori, Rice, Zubimendi, Eze, Saka, Gyökeres, Martinelli Date: 28 Sep 2025 Location: St James' Park, Newcastle upon Tyne

Another Newcastle game. Same noise, same attitude. They’ve been giving it the big one the last few times we faced them, trying to puff their chest out like they’re on our level.

But this time? I smell blood in the water. No Alexander Isak. Their main man, their focal point, gone. Let’s see how they cope without him. I’m suspecting it’s all bark, no bite.

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Image: Calafiori battling Guimaraes. Image credits: Reuters.

Arsenal head up north to one of their longest away trips of the season — St James’ Park. It’s Eddie Howe’s Newcastle, a side built on intensity, graft, and what I can only call haramball.

Newcastle

Image: Newcastle United against Bradford City. Image credits: Newcastle United.

They’re in a rough patch. Since selling Alexander Isak to Liverpool, their goal-scoring has dropped sharply. They’ve managed just a handful of shots on target over recent league matches, and are still looking to find a reliable striking force (definitely not Voldermort which they bought).

But they have a boost: Anthony Gordon returns from suspension, which gives them at least one weapon to stretch the game. They also have some fitness issues: Yoane Wissa is out with a knee injury (won’t feature this weekend).

You smell what i'm smelling? I'm smelling blood.

Arsenal

Image: Saliba. Image credits: BBC.

A few things to like: Arteta expects Martin Ødegaard to finally be fit for this one – his return is huge for creativity and leadership. Bukayo Saka is available again after his hamstring issue, which injects pace and threat out wide.

Oh did i mention: Saliba agreed a new long term contract?

On the downside: Noni Madueke is dealing with a knee injury and looks likely to miss several weeks. That’s a blow, especially given how he’s been stepping up in Saka’s absence. Arsenal’s defensive record gives hope though — only two goals conceded in their last seven across all competitions.

If the backline holds up, anything is possible.

What to Watch For

Image: Zubimendi. Image credits: Arsenal.

Midfield Control: Arsenal will want to dominate the middle through Rice + Zubimendi + whoever slots alongside them. Newcastle’s attack looks blunt without Isak, so controlling the midfield could strangle their chances.

Wide Threats: With Saka back, the pace down the flanks becomes a dangerous outlet. Must exploit Newcastle’s full-backs early before they settle.

Set Pieces Edge: Arsenal have been dangerous from corners and free kicks; Newcastle have not been airtight defending these.

Start Fast vs. Responding: Arsenal cannot afford to let Newcastle feel confident early. First 20 minutes could set the tone.

Prediction Newcastle 0 - 2 Arsenal

Image: Odegaard is back from Injury. Image credits: The Independent

With Ødegaard back and Saka firing, we have the edge. Expect Arsenal to control possession, frustrate Newcastle, and take the lead in the second half. Maybe a late second to seal it.

COYG. Big chance here to extend momentum and close that gap at the top.

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Game Review: Port Vale 0 – 2 Arsenal

Competition: Carabao Cup (Third Round) Location: Vale Park, Burslem, Stoke-on-Trent Goalscorers: Eze 8’, Trossard 86’ Arsenal XI: Kepa, White, Saliba, Mosquera, Lewis-Skelly, Nørgaard, Nwaneri, Martinelli, Merino, Saka Subs: Gabriel, Rice, Gyökeres, Dowman, Trossard Game Rating: 6/10 My Man of the Match: Eberechi Eze

Lower league football: something I’ve had the pleasure of experiencing. It’s loud, it’s raw, and the crowd hasn’t been thinned out by the absurd ticket prices you see in the Premier League.

Vale Park was loud. The home crowd, in front of 16,326, made their presence felt all night. For a League One side hosting Arsenal, the occasion felt big — and for Arsenal, this was a test of patience, depth, and composure.

Authors Note: Apologies for the delay on this review — been a busy stretch. I did catch the game, but honestly didn’t feel the need to put out a preview for it.

Image: Eze celebrates his first gunner's goal. Image credits: BBC.

The third round of the Carabao Cup took Arsenal to the quietly unassuming city of Stoke-on-Trent, just an hour’s drive from the buzz and chaos of Manchester. And yes, it was the classic test — could Arsenal handle a cold night in Stoke?

From the start, Arsenal tried to push control. But Port Vale weren’t pushovers. They defended compactly, crowded out space, looked dangerous on counters. For long spells, Arsenal laboured — not enough clear chances, plenty of passing in tight corridors. The first half lacked invention, but it wasn’t without tension.

The Match

Image: Eze scores his first gunner's goal. Image credits: Metro.

On the 8th minute, Eze opens his Arsenal account. It was a slick move: Martinelli got on the left, clipped into the box, Myles Lewis-Skelly dummy’ed, and Eze finished cleanly. Calm, cool and clinical.

After that, things got scrappier. Arsenal’s possession was heavy (they dominated first-half possession) but passes were congested. Vale offered glimpses: blocked shots, a near rebound, some forced defending. But nothing threatening.

Image: Merino. Image credits: Daily Express.

In the second half, Vale started pushing, but Arsenal nearly killed it off. Gyökeres got in behind, but was denied. A sloppy Mosquera pass almost gifted Vale an equaliser, but Vale couldn’t capitalise. Then in the 86th minute, Trossard came off the bench and sealed it. Saliba lofted a long pass, Trossard controlled, cut inside, and buried it. 2–0.

Post Match + Tidbits

Image: Trossard Scores. Image credits: Sports Illustrated.

Eze’s first Gunners goal: He’s off the mark, and Arteta praised how composed he was against Vale’s compact 5-4-1 block.

Trossard the closer: He came off the bench to finish the job late. Probably not good enough as a starter, but a valuable option off the bench.

Rotation showing depth: Arsenal rested big names (Rice, Zubimendi, Gyökeres) but still got the job done.

Missed chances: Gyökeres spurned a chance, creative link-up often stalled by Vale’s block.

Defensive control in second half: After early jitters, the backline held firm under pressure.

Final Verdict

Image: Eze. Image credits: Daily Star.

Win not spectacular, but win nonetheless. Two goals scored, none conceded, job done, Bob's your uncle.

Eze’s first goal will linger in memory: that moment of calm when we needed it. Vale made it hard, and the middle phase was messy, but Arsenal’s depth and bench quality carried us through. We’ll take this and move on.

The cup is alive. COYG.

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Game Review: Arsenal 1 – 1 Manchester City

Competition: Premier League (Gameweek 5) Location: Emirates Stadium, Holloway, London Goalscorers: Haaland 9’ (City), Martinelli 90’+3 (Arsenal) Lineup: Raya, Timber, Gabriel, Saliba, Calafiori, Rice, Zubimendi, Merino, Madueke, Gyökeres, Trossard Subs: Martinelli, Eze, Saka, Mosquera, Nwaneri Game Rating: 5/10 My Man of the Match: Gabriel Martinelli

Another week, another frustrating game. Arghh.

This one could’ve been so much more, yet it fizzled out into a draw. And if we’re being honest, we have Gabriel Martinelli to thank for even that. Once again, another big moment, another clutch strike from our Brazilian baller when we needed it most.

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Image: Martinelli. Image credits: Sky Sports.

An Emirates affair under the Premier League lights—heart, drama, whistles galore, and in the end, a moment of magic to snatch a point.

The Match City made the early play: in the ninth minute, a sharp counter from Reijnders, found Haaland through, cool as ever, burying past Raya. Arsenal were rocked—lacklustre in build-up, with City sitting back, waiting for their chance. Arsenal pressed, probed, but chances were few, and ideas felt stale in the first half.

Image: Man City back line. Image credits: The Independent.

At halftime, Arteta shook things up. Eze and Saka were introduced; the wings finally had some threat. Arsenal’s shape sharpened. Still, City defended with five at the back, pressed smartly, made things difficult. We hit frustrating periods where possession felt empty. But credit, we never stopped believing.

Then, in the 93rd minute: Eze lofts a hopeful pass over the top, Martinelli times his run, and with the calmest of touches, lobs Donnarumma. Cue Emirates erupting. The bench explodes. The moment saved us.

Post Match + Tidbits

Image: Saka's back. Image credits: The Sun.

Late equaliser thanks to bench magic. Again. Martinelli, off the bench, does it when we needed it.

City’s early dominance exposed defensive lapses: Saliba, Calafiori, Gabriel had to scramble. Haaland’s goal came from confusion and miscommunication.

Madueke was lively but forced off at halftime – concern there. Eze’s influence after the break was noticeable; sharp.

Despite dominating second half (possession, pressure), Arsenal couldn’t break City down until stoppage time. Frustrating, but deeper signs of patience and persistence.

City were ultra-defensive late: 5 at the back, trying to hang on. Arsenal’s intensity forced them to crack.

Still haven’t conceded many open play goals this season, but Haaland made sure we tasted one.

Mikel Arteta, you're a cat with nine lives again. You lucky, lucky man.

Final Verdict

Honestly, this was a frustrating one. For 45 minutes, we looked shackled. I don’t know why Mikel went so conservative — sitting back, over-cautious in possession, almost inviting City to control the game. At the Emirates, with our players, it just didn’t feel right.

Yes, the comeback was dramatic, and Martinelli’s equaliser was a glorious moment. But the truth is, we left it too late. Arsenal had the quality to go toe-to-toe from the start, and instead we wasted a half playing within ourselves. Against City, you can’t do that.

So yeah — the point is fine, the resilience is great, but I can’t help but feel we could’ve had all three if we had shown ambition earlier.

COYG. Unlucky, but we go again.

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Game Preview: Arsenal v Man City

Competition: Premier League (GW 5) Predicted Lineup: Raya; Timber, Gabriel, Mosquera, Calafiori, Rice, Zubimendi, Odegaard, Eze, Gyökeres, Martinelli Date: 21 Sep 2025 Location:  Emirates Stadium, Holloway, London

The 4-peat Champions are coming to North London.

Manchester City arrive at the Emirates with swagger, but Arsenal have something to prove. Momentum is on our side, but injuries loom, and City remain perhaps the second biggest test of Arteta’s season in just 5 games (what?!?).

This is one of those games where rivals look up, fans hold breath, and every misplaced pass echoes.

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Image: Battle of the Starboys, but we know who is better. Image credits: Al Jazeera.

There we go. Another big one — bigger than Lizzo before Ozempic. Arsenal kick off their 3rd heavyweight clash in the first six games, welcoming Baldiola’s Manchester City to the Emirates.

It’s two giants going head-to-head. One historic, the other… well, let’s just say heavily oiled up (pause). What doesn’t change is this: two managers obsessed with detail, two teams who know the tiniest margins will decide everything.

For Arsenal fans, these nights hit different. The buzz in the air, the nerves before kick-off, the feeling that three points here are worth more than just three points. It’s a signal for the season ahead: win, and we’re within touching distance of “lucky Liverpool.” Lose, and suddenly we’re staring at a six-point gap. Christ.

Manchester City

Image: Guardiola. Image credits: Al Jazeera.

It’s the same old story with City — just with some new shiny toys. The fresh arrivals of Tijjani Reijnders, Rayan Cherki, and Rayan Aït-Nouri have all slotted in well. And then there’s Gianluigi Donnarumma. Still don’t get the hesitation around him — the guy literally just won the Champions League with PSG.

Pep’s machine keeps finding new gears. Erling Haaland is still Erling Haaland. Rodri’s back from that ACL injury. And behind him, Phil Foden is stepping into the spotlight fresh off scoring in the Manchester derby, now shouldering more of the load since Kevin De Bruyne swapped Manchester for Napoli.

But City aren’t untouchable. They’ve been shaky defending wide areas, and cracks have shown in recent weeks. Teams have gotten joy by pressing high, staying brave, and refusing to sit back in fear. Arsenal already showed the blueprint last season: aggressive, relentless, clinical.

Image: Arsenal 5 City 1. Image credits: BBC.

The catch? Guardiola rarely makes the same mistake twice. Expect tactical tweaks, maybe even a surprise selection. That’s the chess match — and Arteta knows his opponent better than anyone.

Arsenal

Image: Saka's Injury. Image credits: BBC.

Mikel Arteta’s men are flying, but never without complications. The fitness of Bukayo Saka (hamstring) and Martin Ødegaard (shoulder) hangs over the buildup like a cloud. Both could make it, both could miss out, and either absence would reshape our attacking patterns completely.

But here’s the thing: Arsenal’s summer signings mean we’re not defined by two players anymore. Zubimendi’s composure in midfield, Merino’s versatility, and Gyökeres’ tireless running have given us fresh layers. The defense has also been watertight — just one goal conceded from open play in five games. That resilience will be tested against Haaland, but it’s exactly what Arteta has been building toward.

The Emirates has become a fortress again. Can't remember the last time we were beaten there, with fans finally believing this team can go toe-to-toe with City and not blink. If Arsenal start sharp and press high, City won’t enjoy themselves here.

What to Watch For

Midfield Control: Rice + Zubimendi + Merino need to neutralize Rodri and prevent City from dictating tempo.

The Wings: If Saka plays, Arsenal have their biggest weapon. If not, Eze and Martinelli must carry the load against City’s advanced full-backs.

Defensive Discipline: Gabriel and Saliba / Mosquera cannot get dragged into Haaland’s movement. Stay compact, no silly fouls.

Set Pieces: Arsenal have been lethal from dead balls; City have looked shaky. This could decide the game.

The First 15 Minutes: Whoever sets the tone early usually controls this fixture. Arsenal can’t let City settle.

Prediction Arsenal 2 – 0 Manchester City

Image: Arsenal 5 - 1 City. Image credits: myKhel.

A chess match that turns into a scrap. Don't expect good football. Arsenal take the lead from a set piece, and then… the Emirates roars as Martinelli or Eze produces a late goal.

City might dominate possession, but Arsenal will win the moments. And football, as always, is about moments.

COYG. This is where title challenges are shaped.

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Shorts: Big game tomorrow, who do you start?

Question from @laminedean: If you had to name a starting XI for a Champions League final vs PSG (current squad only, everyone magically fit), who makes it?

Great question there. We are Arsenal Football Club after all… could never have everyone fit, so this is probably not happening. But one can dream, can’t we?

Arteta is wedded to his 4-3-3, but my old-school knowledge says otherwise: 4-4-2. Compact. Sound. Ruthless. If you didn’t notice, I’m moulding this team after the Invincibles.

My XI for the Final:

Raya (GK) – Lehmann reincarnated (minus the madness). Calm hands.

Timber (RB) – The Lauren role. Doesn’t miss a beat.

Saliba (CB) – Sol Campbell levels of dominance.

Gabriel (CB) – Kolo Touré vibes, front-foot defending.

Lewis-Skelly (LB) – Ashley Cole energy. Hale end boy.

Rice (DM) – Our Patrick Vieira. The wall.

Zubimendi (CM) – Cesc-like conductor. Keeps us ticking.

Eze (LM) – Our Pires. Out Wide.

Saka (RW) – Our Freddie Ljungberg, late runs and big goals.

Martinelli (ST) – My crazy shout.

Gyökeres (ST) – Poundland Henry, running channels and burying chances.

Bench Impact: Odegaard (the Bergkamp sub if things get clogged), Trossard (our Wiltord moment), Timber/Mosquera for defensive security.

Game plan: Freestyle football. Ole Gunnar Freestyle settings. The boys are good enough to figure something out. My only message: Get the job done.

Addressing some things:

Yes, I dropped Ødegaard. His form hasn’t been it for the last 18 months, and in a Champions League final there’s no room for sentiment.

Lewis-Skelly comes in for Calafiori. Sounds wild, but the kid gives us legs and bite in midfield that I think we’ll need against PSG’s runners. White gets dropped too: the sacrificial lamb here (sorry, Benny).

And then my wildest shout... Martinelli as a second striker. I’ve always thought his traits: relentless pressing, blistering pace, finishing on the shoulder are tailor-made for that role. In a 4-4-2, he partners Gyökeres, giving us chaos, pace and verticality up front.

So there you have it: my final XI. A little bit ruthless, a little bit nostalgic, and maybe a little bit mad. But hey, football is about taking risks, right?

Thanks again for the great question. Always happy to dive into these hypotheticals, so feel free to throw more my way — you never know what chaos I might cook up next.

COYG.

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Game Review: Athletic Bilbao 0 – 2 Arsenal

Competition: UEFA Champions League (GW 1) Location: Estadio de San Mames, Bilbao, Basque Country, Spain Goalscorers: Martinelli 72’, Trossard 87’ Predicted Lineup: Raya, Timber, Mosquera, Gabriel, Calafiori, Zubimendi, Rice, Merino, Madueke, Eze, Gyokeres Subs: Martinelli, Trossard, Hincapie, Norgaard Game Rating: 7/10 My Man of the Match: Gabriel Martinelli

Wow. What an atmosphere.

San Mamés was whistling non-stop for 90 minutes. Every touch Arsenal made, every move, every pass, echoed under constant pressure, constant noise.

If you were there: it felt alive, cauldron-ish, and raw. It’s nights like this where you realise why experience matters. Why players live Mikel Merino and Martin Zubimendi matter that much more.

Image: Martinelli celebrating his MOTM award with Arsenal back room staff. Image credits: Martinelli on Instagram.

Champions League nights are back — and the mighty Arsenal are back where they belong, among Europe’s elite. Fresh off a deep run last season, the Gunners return with more hunger, more depth, and more belief. This time, it’s not just about making up the numbers. This time, Arsenal are here to make a difference.

The Match

Image: Gyokeres'. Image credits: Yahoo Sports.

This game was cagey, stressful and everything you'd imagine a UCL fixture to be: Bilbao sniffing danger, and Inaki Williams causing us problems. Athletic Club’s first-half storm felt threatening: they pinned us back, whistling for any misstep.

Zubimendi drew whistles even when he didn’t touch the ball — testament to how athletic, technical, and dangerous the home side looked in build-up play. But Arsenal weathered it. We held shape, defended smart, looked dangerous on counters. First half ends 0–0. Very competitive. Very hairy at times, but composed.

Wewh.

Image: Martinelli's game winner. Image credits: The Guardian.

In the second half, Arteta’s inspired subs changed the narrative. Martinelli came on around the 71st minute for Eze, and less than a minute after stepping onto San Mamés turf, he flicked a pass from Trossard, raced away, beat his marker, and beat Simon under pressure.

One shot. One kill. Game-breaker.

Later, Martinelli turned provider — wild burst to the byline, cross whipped back — and Trossard buried it (with a little luck via deflection). The bench pops off. The substitutes deliver. Two moments decide the match, seal the deal.

Post Match + Tidbits

Image: Calafiori celebrating Martinelli's game winner. Image credits: BBC.

San Mamés lived up to its reputation: non-stop whistling, pressure, whistles for Zubimendi, shouts for every touch, home crowd fully invested.

Arsenal’s defenders — Timber, Gabriel, Mosquera, Calafiori — held their nerve. Blanco by Blanco, no open-play blunders, no needless panics.

Depth showing up: coming off the bench to score or assist — that’s what makes this Arsenal different. Martinelli and Trossard tonight.

Gyökeres saw some early action, but he didn’t explode like you’d hope. Needs more service.

Zubimendi — I can see why Arteta is obsessed. Held things together, kept tempo, helped control the midfield even when Bilbao threw everything at us.

Still haven’t conceded an open-play goal after five games. That’s not luck; that’s structure.

Final Verdict Football is a game of moments.

And tonight, our moment came because of Martinelli. My Man of the Match is him. But even without him, it’s not like we were passive — we earned it. Subs making impact. Defence standing tall. Depth coming to the fore.

Bilbao made life hard, made San Mamés felt like a furnace. But Arsenal stripped them of their fire, bit by bit. If this is a sign of what’s to come in Europe, buckle up.

COYG.

Author’s Note Thank you all for the constant support... it honestly means a lot.

P.S. @laminedean appreciate the suggestion! Stay tuned, that article is coming soon 👀. Also happy for the biggest Martinelli fan I've seen on this platform :)

Image: Martinelli. Image credits: The Guardian.

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Game Preview: Athletic Bilbao v Arsenal

Competition: UEFA Champions League (GW 1) Predicted Lineup: Raya, Timber, Mosqueira, Gabriel, Hincapie, Zubimendi, Rice, Eze, Martinelli, Gyokeres, Madueke Date: 13 Sep 2025 Location: Estadio de San Mames, Bilbao, Basque Country, Spain

The Champions League is back, and Arsenal walk into one of Europe’s most unique arenas for the opening night: San Mamés, the Cathedral of Bilbao.

It’s loud, it’s raw, and it’s where Basque pride becomes ninety minutes of relentless energy. Forget your tourist stadiums — this is football the old way. Steel, sweat, and red-and-white stripes.

Image: Bilbao's Estadio San Mames. Image credits: Athletic Bilbao.

Ahh… the Champions League. The pinnacle of football. The music, the lights, the sense that this is where legends are made

And yet, for Arsenal, it’s the one trophy that has always slipped through our fingers. It’s the missing crown jewel in an otherwise glittering cabinet, the ghost that haunts our European nights. Hopefully, this season is the start of something new, something bold — like Troy Bolton stepping into his first number in High School Musical.

Athletic Bilbao

Image: Inaki, Nico and Sancet. Image credits: Tribal Football.

Athletic Bilbao are not just another opponent. They’re a living, breathing footballing philosophy. The Basque-only policy means every player wearing red and white carries the weight of history and culture on their shoulders. They don’t buy Galácticos. They don’t splash out on shiny imports. They build, they nurture, and they fight with a pride that can’t be purchased. When you step into San Mamés, you’re not just facing eleven players — you’re facing a culture.

Laporte’s return is also more than a signing; it’s a homecoming. A player who left for Manchester City at the peak of his powers, now back to anchor the defence. He knows these European nights, and he knows Arsenal all too well. His presence brings calm and authority to a backline that otherwise might be overawed by the occasion. Add in the tireless Iñaki Williams up front — a man who hasn’t missed a La Liga game in over six years — and you get a sense of Bilbao’s DNA: consistency, work ethic, and relentless running.

Bilbao haven’t tasted Champions League nights since 2014, but they’re back now, fuelled by a strong La Liga start. They’ve won three of their last four... but the twist? Their golden boy Nico Williams is out injured, and that absence could tilt the scales heavily.

Arsenal

Image: Madueke, Zubimendi, Merino. Image credits: Tribal Football.

After all the heartbreak of recent seasons, after the near-misses and the collapses, the Champions League feels like uncharted territory we’re desperate to claim as our own. This group stage is more than qualification... it’s a litmus test for whether Arteta’s Arsenal can evolve into the ruthless continental machine we’ve long dreamt of.

The squad, on paper, looks built for this moment. The additions of Martín Zubimendi and Mikel Merino give the midfield a distinctly Spanish heartbeat, one that could prove crucial against Bilbao’s high-energy press. Declan Rice remains the anchor, the shield, the ever-present general. But it’s the blend that excites: the youthful flair of Nwaneri, the trickery of Madueke, the potential of Dowman — all wrapped up in a system where every piece knows its role.

Defensively, there are questions. Injuries still hover over Saliba, White, and others, forcing Arteta to get creative at the back. Mosquera might be thrown into another big test, and Gabriel will need to step up as the senior rock.

And then there’s the pressure. Arsenal cannot afford to start slow here. Too often we’ve stumbled out of the gates in Europe, gifting teams belief when we should be imposing ours. This match demands ruthlessness. A quick start, an early goal, and control of the tempo — that’s how Arsenal make sure Bilbao never feel the game is within reach.

Because make no mistake: Arsenal have the weapons, the manager, and the momentum to make this Champions League campaign something historic. The only question is whether they can shed the scars of the past and play like a team that belongs among Europe’s elite.

What to Watch For

Image: Aymeric Laporte Image credits: Goal.com.

Bilbao’s Defensive Shape: With Laporte and Azpilicueta, they’ll try to be compact. It won’t be easy getting through in tight spaces.

Wide Attacks & Overloads: Arsenal’s speed on the wings (Madueke, Eze maybe) could exploit full-backs pushed on or spaces left by Bilbao when attacking.

Set-Pieces Could Be Key: Bilbao often score from dead balls; Zubimendi and others will need to be alert.

Midfield Battle: If Ødegaard can’t go, midfield may lean on Merino/Rice + Zubimendi. Whoever can control tempo will have advantage.

Psychological Edge: Arsenal beat Bilbao 3–0 in a friendly (Emirates Cup) recently, so there’s a bit of confidence there. Bilbao will want revenge at home.

Predictions Athletic Bilbao 0 - 2 Arsenal

Image: Gyokeres against Bilbao in preseason. Image credits: Arsenal.

Arsenal have been waiting for a night like this, and there’s no room for hesitation. Bilbao will fight, they always do, but this has to be the kind of game where we show our class, our depth, and our intent for the season ahead.

Prediction? Arsenal 2–0 Bilbao. A controlled performance, a clean sheet, and just enough ruthlessness to set the tone. Nothing flashy, nothing chaotic, just business handled the Arsenal way.

COYG. Let’s make a statement in San Mamés.

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Game Review: Arsenal 3 – 0 Nottingham Forest

Competition: Premier League (GW 5) Location: Emirates Stadium, Holloway, London Goalscorers: Zubimendi 32’, Gyökeres 48’, Zubimendi 85’ Arsenal XI: Raya, Timber, Mosquera, Gabriel, Calafiori, Zubimendi, Merino, Ødegaard, Eze, Madueke, Gyökeres Subs: Nwaneri, Rice, Lewis-Skelly, Martinelli, Trossard Game Rating: 9/10 My Man of the Match: Zubimendi, Madueke, Mosquera

Gooners, now how was that?

Watching Postecoglou… that clueless Greek Souvlaki on the touchline, arms folded like a deckchair, covering his mouth as his team went 3–0 down, wishing he could turn back time like Cher in 1989.

What can I say, other than… hold that. shrug.

Image: Ange Postecoglu looking clueless, once again. Image credits: The Nightly.

Another London afternoon, another reminder that Arsenal 2.0 are built different.

No Saka. No Havertz. No Saliba. No Odegaard after 17 minutes. In years past, that injury list would’ve spelled trouble. Instead, Arsenal cruised to a 3–0 win over Nottingham Forest, showing off the kind of squad depth we’ve begged for since the Wenger days.

This was a game of composure and control, defined by a breakout performance from Martín Zubimendi, who scored a thunderous volley and a late header and by Noni Madueke, who tormented Forest’s left flank all afternoon. Add in Viktor Gyökeres’ first Emirates goal and a clean sheet, and it was as comfortable a Premier League win as you’ll see.

Forest, meanwhile, had the subplot of Ange Postecoglou’s debut. Returning to North London, he probably couldn’t have picked a worse assignment: a wounded but stacked Arsenal side with something to prove after Anfield. The Emirates crowd let him have it, and his Forest team never looked like they had the answers even if they were spoonfed to them.

The Match

Image: Madueke driving past his defender. Image credits: Arsenal News.

Arsenal started brightly, even after Ødegaard’s early shoulder injury forced him off for 17-year-old Ethan Nwaneri. The front three of Madueke, Eze, and Gyökeres had never played together before, but you wouldn’t have known it.

The breakthrough came on 32 minutes. Madueke won a corner after another jet-heeled burst, his delivery half-cleared to the edge of the box. Waiting was Martín Zubimendi, who unleashed a thunderous volley that skimmed off a defender’s head and arrowed past Matz Sels.

A first Arsenal goal, and what a way to announce yourself at the Emirates.

Image: Zubimendi celebrating his volley. Image credits: Arsenal.

After halftime, Arsenal doubled their lead. A naive Postecoglu side pushed forward, as Riccardo Calafiori spotted Ebere Eze’s run down the left, clipped a gorgeous ball over the top, and Eze delivered a first-time low cross. Gyökeres was there, sliding in at the near post for his first league goal at the Emirates. Direct, devastating, and everything Arsenal sometimes lack.

Forest’s only real moment came from chaos: a Chris Wood chest nearly looping in before David Raya tipped it onto the bar, with Mosquera mopping up the rebound. Aside from that? Nothing. Timber and Mosquera had Gibbs-White and Hudson-Odoi on lock.

The gloss came late: Leandro Trossard, off the bench, clipped a perfect cross into the box. Zubimendi rose, met it with his forehead, and sealed the points with his second of the day.

3–0. Job done. Game, set, match.

Post Match + Tidbits

Image: Mosquera on his first start. Image credits: L' Equipe.

Zubimendi’s Breakout: Two goals... a thunderous volley and a late header. This was his day, and maybe his “welcome to Arsenal” moment.

Madueke’s Spark: Constantly direct, fearless on the right, and made Saka’s absence feel less daunting.

Depth on Display: No Saka, Havertz, Saliba, or Ødegaard — yet Arsenal still cruised. Rice, Martinelli, and Trossard came off the bench.

Calafiori’s Passing Range: His assist for Eze-to-Gyökeres was a gem, showing he offers more than just defending.

Mosquera’s Composure: On his first start, the 19-year-old played with the poise of a veteran. Already looks like a £15m steal.

Raya’s Reliability: One fingertip save preserved the clean sheet. That’s 42 shutouts in 100 Arsenal appearances.

For the first time ever, I can’t pick between my three Man of the Match candidates… so I’m taking all of them. Yes to Madueke. Yes to Mosquera. Yes to Zubimendi. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner, all served on the same plate.

Final Verdict

Image: Arsenal celebrating Zubimendi's Goal. Image credits: Reuters.

Arsenal didn’t just win; they showcased the depth Arteta has craved. When you can rest Rice, Saka, Saliba and still dismantle a Premier League side 3–0, you know the squad is in a different place.

Postecoglou’s Forest never laid a glove, and while bigger challenges lie ahead, Bilbao midweek, City next weekend... this was exactly the kind of performance Arsenal needed after the Anfield sting.

As Arteta said post-match: “Depth gives us options, gives us the capacity to change games. Now we need to make sure everybody feels connected and important.”

On this evidence? Mission accomplished.

COYG.

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Game Preview: Arsenal v Nottingham Forest

Competition: Premier League (GW 4) Predicted Lineup: Raya, Timber, Mosqueira, Gabriel, Hincapie, Zubimendi, Rice, Eze, Martinelli, Gyokeres, Madueke Date: 13 Sep 2025 Location: Emirates Stadium, Holloway, London

Arsenal, don’t they always do this? Drop a gut-punch result right before the international break and leave us stewing over it for two weeks, like a heavy English breakfast tea left to over-brew.

But that’s behind us now. The break’s done, no excuses left. We head into a crucial week where the only focus is to restart those rusty engines and get back to business.

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Image: Eze’s debut at Liverpool. Image credits: Newswav.

Welcome back, Gooners. The Premier League returns, and with it, real football. No more dull international breaks. No more awkwardly cheering for rival players in national colours. The tribalism is back, and so are we.

This week, it’s Nottingham Forest on the menu—a tricky opponent and now even more unpredictable under new management.

Nottingham Forest I’ll be honest: this preview had a draft written up a week ago. But that’s been sent straight to the shadow realms.

I could’ve bored you by breaking down Nottingham Forest’s summer signings. How their sporting director—yes, our Edu Gaspar—raided the Brazilian league for four bandulu Brazilians in Igor Jesus, Jair Cunha, John Victor and Cuiabano. Or how they splashed over £100 million on “potentially decent” players like Arnaud Kalimuendo, Omari Hutchinson, James McAtee and Dan Ndoye. Or even how they had a tactically sound setup under a tactically solid manager.

But none of that matters anymore. Because on September 9th, Forest’s medically obese Greek owner, Evangelos Marinakis, decided that Nuno Espírito Santo didn’t fit his club’s image… so he hired his Greek lookalike, Ange Postecoglou.

Image: Postecoglu and Marinakis. Image credits: Daily Mail.

That Postecoglou.

The former Tottenham manager. The one who fluked a Europa League. The tactically naïve manager who couldn’t even scrape 40 points in the league after spending close to £400m in the transfer market. The same guy who, after getting battered at Brighton, told the world his team “didn’t deserve to win.” And yes... the same man who scratches his beard and mutters “it’s who we are mate” every time he’s out-tactic-ed by an inferior manager. Imagine my shock.

Now Forest have two medically obese individuals leading and running the club. Honestly? I’m somehow more confident than if they’d stuck with Nuno. That rigid five-at-the-back? Gone. Postecoglou will rock up with his two-centre-back religion, and if there’s any justice in football, he’ll drag Forest straight back into the relegation scrap where they belong.

Postecoglou is known for his naive, attacking and high-energy football. But Forest are built on pragmatism right now: defensive solidity, counter-attacks. It’ll be interesting to see whether they try to go “Angeball” immediately or take a more cautious route to avoid defensive collapses.

My vote goes to "Angeball". Or whatever Tottenham fans call it.

Arsenal

Image: Martinelli. Image credits: BBC.

Now, jokes aside (but not really)… Postecoglou’s arrival does change the dynamic. Whatever you think of him (I think he’s clueless), he’ll scrap Nuno’s rigid 5-4-1 and dive headfirst into his attacking gospel:

High line, two centre-backs exposed: Angeball relies on pushing fullbacks inside and leaving space in behind. Against Arsenal’s wide forwards, that’s playing with fire. Expect Martinelli (or whoever starts on the left) to get loads of grass to run into.

Midfield overloads: He’ll try to pack the middle, with his inverted fullbacks creating extra numbers. But Arsenal have Rice and Ødegaard (if fit) to control tempo and exploit the gaps between lines.

Chaos vs control: Forest under Postecoglou will look more expansive, but expansive football against Arsenal’s press could quickly turn chaotic. One mispass, and it’s curtains.

Transition game: The one thing to watch is Forest’s counter threat. Ange encourages his wingers and forwards to attack space instantly. Arsenal will need Saliba and Gabriel switched on to avoid being sucker punched.

What to Watch For

Image: Madueke's England Masterclass. Image credits: Yahoo News.

Sharpness Needed After the Break: After a heartbreaking loss at Anfield, can the boys dust themselves off, or will we see a bit of rust?

Forest’s New Boss Factor: With Postecoglou parachuted in, Forest will have new ideas, but also nerves. Arsenal must seize early control and put them straight on the back foot.

Players Out / Rotation Calls: Arsenal may still be without some key names, depending on recovery. That forces Arteta into careful rotation decisions, and also gives Forest a possible opening.

Defensive Solidity: No freebies at the back. A clean sheet (or at worst, minimal damage) is massive in a tricky fixture like this.

New Faces at the Emirates: Possible debuts for Eze, Mosquera, and Hincapié add a spark. Fans will be buzzing to see how they slot in.

Forest’s Extra Energy: Don’t underestimate the so-called “new manager bounce”… though in this case, it’s more like a roll. Forest players will want to impress Postecoglou (maybe bring him a pie while they’re at it), so Arsenal need to match that extra intensity from the first whistle.

Predictions Arsenal 3 - 0 Nottingham Forest

Image: Arsenal's 0-0 draw at home against Forest. Image credits: Arsenal.

Prediction: Arsenal 3–0 Nottingham Forest. No excuses.

We’ve got the quality, the depth, and the momentum. Losing to that Greek sausage roll with no tactics would be criminal—unless, of course, it’s at the local KFC joint, where he’d actually have a plan.

The international break reset things just a little. For Forest, this is a fresh chapter with a new manager. For Arsenal, it's about proving the work done so far has legs. We need to be ready from minute one, stay solid at the back, and hit when we’re on top.

COYG. Let’s go chop some trees down.

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Game Review: Liverpool 1 - 0 Arsenal

Competition: Premier League (GW 3) Location: Anfield, Merseyside, Liverpool Goalscorers: Szoboszlai 83' Predicted Lineup: Raya, Timber, Saliba, Gabriel, Calafiori, Zubimendi, Rice, Merino, Martinelli, Gyokeres, Madueke Subs: Mosquera, Odegaard, Eze, Dowman Game Rating: 3/10 My Man of the Match: Declan Rice / Noni Madueke

Another trip to Anfield, another reminder of how fine the margins are at the very top.

Arsenal went toe-to-toe with Liverpool in a match that felt like it could swing either way, and in the end it was decided by a single moment of brilliance. Dominik Szoboszlai’s wonder strike was the difference, handing Liverpool a 1–0 win. No collapse, no tactical disaster—just football at its most brutal.

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Image: Szoboszlai. Image credits: BBC.

Arsenal fans, we gather once again in the aftermath of a loss. If you’re here looking for sanctuary, perspective, and a proper unpacking of yesterday’s events, you’ve come to the right place. For your own sanity, I’d stay away from Twitter and YouTube right now—the reactions there are far too extreme.

I have zero issues with how Arteta set us up. As Arne Slot put it: “Play this fixture ten times and Liverpool and Arsenal win one each, with the other eight ending in draws.” That line sums it up perfectly—this was as tight as it gets. And when you think back to our 4–0 collapse at City just four years ago, compared to losing 1–0 at Anfield to a wondergoal, the progress is undeniable. It’s also worth remembering: it’s been over 1,100 days since Arteta last lost to a fellow big six side, and this one just hurt that bit more.

Image: Mosquera. Image credits: Reuters.

This game was the perfect reminder that quality players decide tight matches. We weren’t undone by tactics or effort—we were undone by a single moment of brilliance. Dominik Szoboszlai, Liverpool’s €80m signing from Leipzig, produced an 83rd-minute thunderbolt from 30 yards that no keeper in the world is stopping. Sometimes football is that cruel: one strike of pure magic, and the game is gone.

That’s football. That’s exactly what these games come down to—moments. Even Pep has walked away from Anfield empty-handed more than once. It’s why, in my preview, I made a point of paying homage and respect to Liverpool.

Anfield has that aura, and sometimes it only takes one spark to decide everything.

The Match

Image: The free kick that killed the game. Image credits: Daily Cannon.

Honestly, the game itself was pretty uneventful and could be summed up in 2 paragraphs.

Arsenal looked solid early on — even with Saliba limping off within five minutes, we reorganised impressively. David Raya did his thing, Timber and Gabriel held strong, and Madueke was the brightest spark in attack, probing well from the right. Solid shape, decent press, and we frustrated Liverpool.

In the second half, we were we lost control of the game gradually, and the Anfield atmosphere slowly crept in. Even after substitutions, chances were scarce and the game felt deadlocked. Liverpool pressed more, but we held our own. Then came that screamer right into the top corner—beating Raya despite his touch, and taking advantage of Arsenal’s very real lack of depth up front. One strike—one result.

Post Match + Tidbits

Image: Saliba Injury. Image credits: The Independent.

Stunning Decider: The match was defined by one moment of magic: Dominik Szoboszlai’s thunderous 83rd-minute free kick that left even David Raya helpless.

Solid Defensive Framework: Against one of Europe’s most lethal frontlines, Arsenal stayed resolute. Despite missing key players, the backline stayed disciplined and limited Liverpool’s clear-cut opportunities.

Gyökeres Still Adjusting: Viktor had an underwhelming day—minimal touches, no shots on target, and barely any influence up front. He needs service.

Madueke’s Impact: With Saka out injured, Noni Madueke stepped up and caused real trouble down the right flank. He was one of the few Arsenal players who looked dangerous in open play.

Creativity Still Awaits: Arsenal’s fluency going forward remains an issue. Gary Neville summed it up on punditry: Arsenal lack the edge and creative spark needed to win big away games.

Arteta Kept Structure, Even Late On: Arsenal remained compact and organised, especially after the goal. Arteta’s setup ensured we didn’t crumble.

Eze Debut: Ebere Eze has shown me enough in 20 minutes he neeeds to start the game. Martinelli could be a viable bench option, but not as a starter.

Final Verdict

This wasn’t a collapse or a tactical disaster—it was a high-stakes matchup decided by one piece of brilliance. Given our injury list (Saka, Havertz, Ødegaard, Jesus, Saliba), Arteta deserves credit for how the team held shape. We didn’t fall apart; we stayed in it until that moment.

Would I like to win these?

Hell yes. But I’m not about a tear-down after one narrow defeat. A better finish, more offensive bite, and maybe another body in midfield—then this team is right there.

As Arteta said: “It was going to be decided by an individual error or a moment of magic, and it was a magic moment.” I’ll take that any day.

Lets dust ourselves off in the international break and come back stronger. COYG.

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Game Preview: Liverpool v Arsenal

Competition: Premier League (GW 3) Predicted Lineup: Raya, Timber, Saliba, Gabriel, Calafiori, Zubimendi, Rice, Eze, Martinelli, Gyokeres, Madueke Date: 31 Aug 2025 Location: Anfield, Merseyside, Liverpool

This isn’t just another early-season fixture. This is a mood setter, and title decider in August.

Liverpool host Arsenal in what’s already shaping up as a defining battle between last season’s top two. Winning at Anfield would send a massive message for the title race, and losing would send a fanbase into complete meltdown.

Liverpool at Anfield, and my stress levels will hit the moon. This article is 100% worth a read, no matter who you support, Liverpool or Arsenal.

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Image: Liverpool's Salah against Timber. Image credits: Coaches' Voice.

Football purists, rejoice.

The Premier League is back with another round of heavyweight clashes, and this one is as big as they come. Bigger than Faith Evans and Lizzo put together.

A traditional top-four showdown, one of the true classics in English football.

Let’s get one thing straight: personally, I think this is the hardest away day in the football calendar. Not that white toilet bowl in N17, not the leaky Old Trafford, not Emptyhad, not even the rundown Stamford Bridge.

For me, it’s always been Anfield. And I’ll be honest... I’m not confident at all.

Image: Liverpool's Anfield Stadium. Image credits: Liverpool.

Liverpool is the only club in the so-called “big six” that I hold no animosity towards. Ignore the Twitter talk and the youtube banter. These are my honest thoughts about them. If it wasn't for geography and Arsenal Football Club, there is a world I could see myself being a diehard Kopite.

I’ve only been to Merseyside once, but it was one of the most ritualistic football experiences I’ve ever had. Anfield is just… different. From You’ll Never Walk Alone echoing around the stadium as the players walk out, to that iconic sign they all tap before stepping onto the pitch, to the old-school charm of one of the most historic grounds in Britain, the atmosphere is pure football. Add in one of the most passionate fanbases in the world, and it’s impossible not to feel the weight of it.

The entire place is steeped in history. In many ways, Liverpool share what Arsenal and Manchester United have always represented: tradition, heritage, and long, sustained periods of success over centuries, and you see reminders of it everywhere you turn.

Bob Paisley murals, the Bill Shankly statues, Kenny Dalglish tributes, even fresh Jurgen Klopp murals that already feel timeless. It’s a behemoth of a football club, built over decades, unlike the ones who tried to shortcut their way to glory by spending like they are at a Costco's clear out. (Hi Chelsea, Hi Manchester City.)

Image: Corner taken Quickly... ORIGI. Image credits: Liverpool.

And this is exactly why the Anfield Magic is real. Ninety minutes there feels like an eternity, no matter how good you are. Bigger, better teams than Arsenal have folded under those lights, and generations of players and fans have lived through nights that feel almost mythical.

Think about Klopp’s “corner taken quickly… Origi!” comeback against Barcelona, overturning a four-goal deficit on the biggest stage. Or the iconic “Collymore closing in!” moment in that 4-3 against Newcastle, widely called the match of the decade. Or, on the painful end for us, Liverpool 3–0 Arsenal in 1994, when Robbie Fowler hit a hat-trick in just five minutes.

Image: Liverpool 7 - 0 . Image credits: AP News.

And if you need a reminder of how brutal Anfield can be... just ask Manchester United. They went there and held seven. Seven. A result so humiliating it will probably live longer in memes than in the history books.

Keep in mind, this was the season where everything seemed to be against Liverpool. They finished outside the UCL spots, and United were riding high in third, full of confidence going into this game. But no matter how rough Liverpool were, and trust me, there have been worse Liverpool sides at Anfield, the fans always found a way to lift them for a match.

That’s what Anfield does: it doesn’t just beat you, it swallows you whole.

Image: North London Forever. Image credits: Groundhopper Soccer Guides.

Of course, this isn’t an article to prophesize Liverpool. But I do want to tie this back to Arteta. In my previous piece, I explained why I’m such a fervent Arteta supporter, and this section links directly to that. I can see what Arteta is doing: he’s building an Arsenal culture, where visiting teams walk out into a truly hostile environment, greeted by North London Forever. Call it cringe if you want, but every tradition has to start somewhere. Let them jeer, let them laugh. They can do whatever they like, but we are building something special here.

At least we’re not a cockerel with a brass band singing “Oh when the Spurs come marching in…” as if 11 men were marching into a carnival parade.

I remember watching us play Brighton at the Emirates about a year ago. When North London Forever hit, the atmosphere was absolutely electric. That’s Arteta’s doing. He’s not just building a team; he’s building a fortress.

Now back to the preview.

Liverpool For those who’ve been living under a rock, Liverpool have been moving like a high-roller at the Playboy Club in Vegas... and the rumours suggest they’re not done yet.

On top of their league-winning core, they’ve splashed out on Jeremie Frimpong, Giorgi Mamardashvili, Florian Wirtz, and Milos Kerkez, with whispers of Marc Guehi and even Alexander Isak still floating around. But by far their standout signing has been Hugo Ekitike from Eintracht Frankfurt.

Image: Hugo Ekitike. Image credits: Liverpool Echo.

Wirtz has had a quiet start, but Ekitike? He’s been electric. Liverpool’s new No. 22 has hit the ground running, scoring and assisting in all of his outings so far. At 6’3", he’s a unique package of pace, presence, and finishing... almost Henry-esque if I'd say so myself.

But it’s his footballing education that makes him special. He’s picked up pressing and physicality in Germany, positional intelligence in the Denmark, and that smooth technical polish from the French academies. Of course, he’s not the finished article yet, but you can see it — give him a season or two, and this kid could shine like a flawless diamond at the very top of the game.

Image: Mo Salah. Image credits: BBC.

Of course, it’s not all roses on Merseyside. If we’re being honest, the cracks are with Mo Salah and the defence.

Salah is still producing goals and assists, but the eye test tells a different story. His dribbling has lost its edge, and he looks noticeably gassed after the hour mark. For a player who used to terrorize defenders for 90 minutes straight, that’s a worrying drop-off.

Defensively, things don’t look much better. Van Dijk hasn’t looked like the imperious leader he once was. Liverpool conceded twice to a 10-man Newcastle and twice again to a Bournemouth side that had been stripped for parts by Europe’s elite. Jeremie Frimpong being ruled out until after the international break means Connor Bradley is likely to fill in, and that’s a big downgrade. Add to that Alexis Mac Allister’s uncertain status after missing the Newcastle game, and it’s another headache for Klopp. And then there’s Konaté — reckless in his last two outings, giving away cheap fouls and picking up needless cards.

Arsenal

Image: Martinelli. Image credits: BBC.

Not rain on the (already limited) optimism, Arsenal’s outlook isn’t exactly rosy either. Our talisman Bukayo Saka is reportedly out for 3–4 weeks with the hamstring injury he picked up against Leeds. Captain Martin Ødegaard is also a major doubt with a shoulder knock, though there’s some hope he might be fit enough to start. On top of that, Kai Havertz, Gabriel Jesus, Ben White, and Christian Nørgaard are all expected to miss the game.

With the negatives out of the way, here’s where I’m planting my flag: we still have the better midfield (on form), and we still have the better defence and depth. This is going to be a massive test for our boys, but it’s also the perfect chance to prove my belief that “good offence will always be neutralised by great defence.”

Arsenal’s recent record at Anfield isn’t something to dismiss. Since that 4-0 drubbing four years ago, the Gunners have managed four consecutive league draws—a testament to Arteta’s hard work and tactical discipline. That said, even the greatest managers have suffered worse at Anfield, so maintaining the status quo here would still likely leave Arteta reasonably satisfied.

What to Watch For

Image: Eze's first Training Session with Arsenal. Image credits: Evening Standard.

Eberechi Eze: Eze must start. With Odegaard and Saka likely out, his flair, dribbling, and unpredictability could cause much needed chaos.

Gyökeres’ impact: With Jesus and Havertz out, all eyes on him — he already scored twice last week.

Midfield battle: Without Ødegaard, can Arsenal’s shape stay tight? Can Liverpool’s attackers exploit those gaps?

Defensive Solidity + Jurrien Timber: Gabriel, Saliba, I need both of you to be rock-solid. Timber, keep Salah on a leash—follow him everywhere, even to the washroom if you have to. Do not let him have half the pitch worth of space like Newcastle did.

Set-piece wars: Both teams create dead-ball threats, and with Arsenal’s compact setup, margins might come from corners.

Ekitike Threat: We need to keep Hugo quiet. Someway, somehow, get it done.

Predictions Liverpool 1 - 1 Arsenal

Image: Arsenal's 5-0 trashing of Leeds United. Image credits: Arsenal.

Call it optimism or blind faith, but my heart says Arsenal can leave Anfield with a result. This is definitely a heart over head prediction.

The defence has been rock-solid under Arteta, and even missing Saka and Odegaard, the spine of this team is strong enough to frustrate Liverpool. My head, however, whispers caution: Anfield is a fortress, and the Reds have quality all over the pitch.

If we’re to leave Merseyside with something, we must be defensively tight. No lapses, no silly fouls, no giving the likes of Ekitike or Salah space to turn. Press when you can, close down when needed, and above all, protect the goal. Keep our shape, be disciplined, and maybe — just maybe — we leave with a point… or even three if we are lucky.

I’m always cautious at Anfield, not out of negativity, but out of respect. There’s a reason people talk about “Anfield Magic,” and I might even admit to believing in it a little. Magic so intense that early in Arteta’s tenure, he played You’ll Never Walk Alone over the loudspeakers just to condition our young players to the tough conditions out there. Arsenal now have the resilience, structure, and adaptability to thrive — even at a place like Anfield, but its now about putting the pieces together. The injuries stung, but Arteta’s squad is deeper than ever. If they can defend intelligently, find clinical moments through Gyökeres or Eze, and don’t let this become a messy press overload, they could return home with a statement.

Whoever comes out on top in this one will take a huge step toward the title. Here’s hoping it’s us.

COYG. We can do it.

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Spotlight: Mikel Arteta

Opinions are a bit like windows looking out onto the same street. Some people get the wide, open view of the horizon, others just see the brick wall across the alley.

But the truth is—everyone’s got one. Some lean overly pessimistic, some overly optimistic, and you can usually tell why pretty quickly.

Today’s piece is all about one man: Mikel Arteta, manager of Arsenal Football Club.

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Image: Arteta at Leeds. Image credits: Arsenal.

I’ll admit it: back in my less-informed days, I was firmly in the Arteta-out crowd. I bought into the “cone boy” narrative, the noise about him being Pep’s apprentice without a clue of his own, the lazy takes about him being a B-tech Guardiola trying to run B-tech players through copycat tactics. Some even claimed he had no eye for talent.

Boy, was I wrong.

Arteta has gone above and beyond anything I could’ve imagined. He’s not just proved the doubters wrong, he’s built something at Arsenal that feels like the foundation of a new era. So in today’s piece, I want to take you through the full story: Arteta’s early life, his path into management, the journey so far with Arsenal.

Chapter 1: Who is Arteta

Image: Arteta in Youth Football with his Coach. Image credits: BBC.

Mikel Arteta Amatriain was born on March 26th, 1982, in the sunny seaside town of Donostia-San Sebastián, in Spain’s Gipuzkoa province, to parents Lile-Heilen and Kalju Aru.

Not much is publicly known about Arteta’s childhood as he’s always been a fairly private individual. But the little we do know paints a picture of a fractured upbringing, one that inevitably shaped some of his footballing decisions. In past interviews, Arteta admitted that one of the reasons he made the difficult choice to leave Rangers and return to Real Sociedad was tied to his personal circumstances at the time. His parents would divorce just a few years later, in a decision which he felt partially responsible for.

And here’s the thing—even as a self-proclaimed football connoisseur, I had no idea about this part of Arteta’s life until I sat down to research this piece. It’s a reminder of how many untold stories sit behind even the most composed of smiles.

Image: Arteta and his teammates. Image credits: The Athletic.

San Sebastián is a place that lives and breathes football, with youth systems deeply rooted in tradition. The Basque region has produced a steady stream of talented players and managers over the years, and for most people growing up there, football isn’t just a choice... it’s almost a way of life.

Mikel Arteta’s footballing journey began at one of these local amateur youth clubs: Antiguoko. The name might not immediately ring a bell, but the players who came through its ranks certainly will: Athletic Bilbao legend and now AFC Bournemouth manager Andoni Iraola, Real Madrid icon and current head coach Xabi Alonso, La Liga stalwart Aritz Aduriz, and even one of our very own right now: Martín Zubimendi, all came through Antiguoko’s system. Yep… all legends from such an obscure-sounding amateur team.

Interestingly, Xabi Alonso, Andoni Iraola, and Mikel Arteta were all teammates at Antiguoko. But funnily enough, it wasn’t Alonso—the future Real Madrid icon—who left the biggest first impression on their coach, Roberto Montiel. Instead, it was young Arteta.

Buried deep in San Sebastián football folklore is the story of how an Arteta–Alonso midfield ran riot against Real Sociedad’s U12s, thrashing them 5–0. What people remember most vividly from that game wasn’t the scoreline, but a single moment: Arteta dribbling past half the Sociedad team in a dazzling solo run… only to end it with a poor finish (oops). That, in many ways, sums up early Arteta—technically gifted, full of flair, but still a rough diamond.

As Montiel himself once put it in an interview: “We only keep the ones we win (with).” And that was Arteta in a nutshell—even as a kid, he carried that mentality. A winner through and through. His former teacher, Amaia Perez, also remembered this side of him—not just the happy, smiling boy in the classroom, but one who was “intensely competitive.” It was a trait that defined him early, both on and off the pitch.

Image: Alonso (bottom left) and Arteta (bottom right). Image Credits: Telegraph

Chapter 2: Barcelona

By 1997, word of a wonderkid from San Sebastian had spread through the world of Spanish football. Bilbao, of course the club that only fields Basque players wanted him dearly. Sociedad made regular calls. But there was only one club that the young ambitious Mikel looked forward to: Barcelona and their fabled La Masia academy. And just like that, Mikel was in.

Keep in mind, this was a golden period in La Masia’s history. You don’t earn a place there by being average. You need to be technically gifted, possess a sharp footballing mind, and above all, have a burning passion for the game. Arteta had all three, and then some.

Some might ask: why didn’t Arteta make it at Barcelona?

The answer becomes clearer when you take a closer look at the cohort he joined.

Image: Collage of La Masia's scholars in 96/97. Image Credits: The Athletic.

If you look closely at that roster, you’re staring at the core of Spain’s legendary 2008–2012 sides—arguably one of the greatest international teams in football history. Arteta joined alongside Xavi and rubbed shoulders with the likes of Iniesta, Trashorras, Mateu, Valdés, and Puyol. Astounding company for any teenager.

Of course, with promotion spots to Barcelona’s first team so limited, Arteta’s path at La Masia was always going to be blocked. Let’s be honest... he wasn’t going to leapfrog Xavi or Iniesta.

Image: Arteta, Guardiola and Xavi. Image Credits: Telegraph

But make no mistake: Arteta was more than good enough. Funny enough, Spanish papers once ran a feature comparing the values of Guardiola, Arteta, and Xavi, pegging them at €15 million, €4.5 million, and €4 million respectively. Mind-blowing money for the time, and yet it shows how highly he was rated even then.

Image: Barcelona's 1999 side. Image Credits: Avito

Arteta was training regularly with Van Gaal’s first team—a star-studded squad that included Guardiola, Luis Figo, Luis Enrique, Patrick Kluivert, and Rivaldo. This was 1999. By then, Xavi and Carles Puyol had broken through, and Arteta’s friend Nano had made his debut. Van Gaal, despite winning two titles in his first two seasons, was not exactly loved by the fans, and he left at the end of the 1999–2000 season.

The summer brought a new coach, Lorenzo Serra Ferrer, and the midfield queue only grew longer. Arteta suddenly found himself competing against Guardiola, Enrique, Phillip Cocu, Ivan de la Pena, Emmanuel Petit, Gerard Lopez, Simao, Bolo Zenden, Jari Litmanen, and the older B-team graduates Xavi, Gabri, and Sergio Santamaria. And, of course, Iniesta was there too—so talented that Guardiola once joked to Xavi he’d retire them both.

Chapter 3: Senior Career

Midway through the 00/01 season, Arteta joined Paris Saint-Germain and suddenly found himself rubbing shoulders with some serious talent: a young Mauricio Pochettino, the ever-tough Gabriel Heinze, Premier League legend Jay-Jay Okocha, former Arsenal forward Nicolas Anelka, and yes, a certain future Ballon d’Or winner, Ronaldinho.

Even in a dressing room full of stars, Arteta’s technical ability and footballing intelligence shone through. He adapted to the French top flight with a composure and vision that would become his trademark, quietly proving he belonged among the best.

After his stint in France, Scotland called. Arteta joined Rangers, and it didn’t take long for him to become an integral part of Alex McLeish’s dominant side. League titles, cup victories, cult hero status—he ticked all the boxes and then some.

By 2004, homesickness and family matters nudged him back to Spain, signing for Real Sociedad in La Liga. It wasn’t long before England came calling, and in 2005 he made the leap to Everton, quickly cementing himself as a linchpin in David Moyes’ midfield.

I could easily dive into a dozen more stories from Arteta’s playing days, but let’s be honest: this article would turn into a small novel. Instead, let’s cut to the chase—the part that matters to us right here, right now: how Mikel Arteta became our Arteta at Arsenal

Chapter 4: Arsenal

Image: Arteta signs for Arsenal (as a player). Image Credits: Arsenal

Arteta’s Arsenal story didn’t exactly start with confetti and fanfare. Let’s rewind to 28 August 2011. Arsenal had just been humiliated by our bitter rivals Manchester United in that infamous 8-2 thrashing—a game still etched painfully in the memory of every Gooner.

In the aftermath, the board went on a signing spree to patch up the squad: Park Chu-Young from Monaco, Andre Santos from Fenerbahçe, and Yossi Benayoun from Chelsea. The first three? Meh, forgettable. But the last two? Absolutely pivotal. One was Per Mertesacker, destined to become our academy guru, and the other… a certain Mikel Arteta from Everton.

That’s when things started to get interesting.

Under Arsène Wenger, he was both a calming influence and a creative spark in midfield. Arteta won two FA Cups and played a key role in the 2013–14 FA Cup run.

Interestingly, despite his talent and pedigree, Arteta was never capped by Spain. Think about that for a second—possibly the best player in recent memory to never pull on the national team shirt. Unbelievable, right?

By the time he retired in 2016, Arteta had carved out a reputation as a midfielder of rare composure and insight: a player who might not always have been the flashiest on the pitch, but whose understanding of the game, work ethic, and leadership were unmatched. These qualities would serve as the foundation for his next chapter: management.

Chapter 5: Pep's Assistant Manager

Image: Arteta and Pep. Image Credits: AP News

Upon retiring, Arteta reportedly had the chance to join Arsène Wenger’s backroom at Arsenal. But he turned it down. Why? Because he wanted to carve his own path, and his old friend Pep Guardiola came calling.

This stint began a brief but formative coaching journey that would define his managerial philosophy. Pep was full of praise for him, once calling Arteta “one of the smartest football minds I’ve worked with” and highlighting his ability to read the game both tactically and emotionally.

Working alongside Guardiola, Arteta absorbed lessons on positional play, pressing systems, and man-management, honing the kind of cerebral approach that would later become his hallmark at Arsenal. Though his stint as Pep’s assistant was relatively short, it was intense and invaluable, giving him the confidence to eventually take the reins as a head coach, armed with ideas from one of the game’s greatest tacticians.

Chapter 6: The Story so Far

Ah, Mikel Arteta as Arsenal Manager. Where do I even begin? Buckle up, because this is a journey that starts in bitter disappointment and slowly, gloriously, transforms into something resembling hope, ambition, and, dare I say, identity.

Mikel’s first two years at Arsenal? Honestly, they were painfully uneventful. The club was in chaos, the squad bloated with overpaid, underperforming veterans, morale was at rock bottom, and results were all over the place. Two back-to-back 8th-place finishes had me ready to launch myself to Mars—yep, that was peak “Arteta Out” territory.

Then came his third season, and suddenly there was a glimmer of hope. A 5th-place finish, admittedly losing out to Conte’s Spurs for a Champions League spot, but this is where I first started noticing what would become Arsenal’s identity: pressing with intent, structured buildup, and the emergence of a spine that would hold the team together for seasons to come.

The three consecutive 2nd-place finishes after that? Take your pick: lowlight for some, highlight for others, depending on your lens. But by the end of that stretch, the identity was undeniable. Arsenal was no longer floundering—they had become firm fixtures near the top of the table, a team with purpose, style, and ambition.

Chapter 7: Why I support Mikel Arteta

Now, let’s get into the meat of this article. Supporting Arteta these days? Yeah… it’s not easy. You’ve got the “bottler” talk, the “kool-aid drinker” allegations, and the ever-popular “not good enough” chorus... all coming at you from Twitter and the wider social media circus.

But here’s the thing: I’m entitled to my own opinion. So let me lay it all out—the reasons why, despite all the noise, I remain a firm believer in Mikel Arteta.

Image: Arsenal's Corner Tactics. Image Credits: Sky Sports.

Consistency: Love him or hate him, Arteta’s consistency is remarkable. Over the last three seasons, we’re talking an average of just five losses a campaign, roughly 83 points a season, a no-nonsense defence, and a gameplay style that’s reliable week in, week out. Whether it’s grinding out results or sticking to his principles, you always know what you’re getting with Arteta.

Identity: Arteta has forged a tough, no-nonsense identity at Arsenal. Gone are the days of a soft, exploitable side—this team is strong, tall, and hard to break down. Call us Stoke, call us Set-Piece FC, call us “ugly to watch”… deep down, rival fans know we’re no longer the team they can pick apart. We are efficient, ruthless, and perfectly capable of winning ugly when it counts.

Efficient Spending: Sure, Arteta has spent close to a billion pounds—but he’s been here six years, tasked with completely overhauling a dilapidated squad. Put that in perspective: Postecoglu spent £400m in two years, fluked a Europa League, and still finished 17th. Amorim splashed nearly £250m, scoring just a 24% win rate in the league with zero signs of improvement. Arteta, by contrast, has rebuilt carefully, adding quality, building depth, and shaping a team that consistently competes at the top.

Talent ID: This is another side of Arteta I’ve admired from the start. His transfer window hits are impressive: Gabriel for €26m, Odegaard for €35m, Timber for €40m—players who immediately add quality and identity. Sure, there are the occasional Lokongas and Vieras, but by and large, his signings have been far more hits than misses. Arteta doesn’t just buy players; he finds the ones who fit the system, the spine, and the mentality he’s building at Arsenal.

Image: Arteta and the light bulb moment. Image Credits: DailyMail.

Players Want to Play for Arteta: Honestly, this might be the most underrated aspect of Mikel’s Arsenal reign. What really sold me was the recent Ebere Eze transfer. Arteta managed to sell the idea of Arsenal to players who could have gone elsewhere without even blinking. Gyokeres had options with Amorim, Declan Rice turned down City, Zubimendi passed on Liverpool. None of that happens without a manager who commands respect and belief. You can debate his tactics all you want, but there’s zero doubt in my mind—Arteta has a persuasive pull over players that very few managers possess.

Stability: Mikel has proven he’s more than capable of being Arsenal’s long-term manager. Sure, he still needs to “get over the line,” but learning to consistently win takes time. Look at Ferguson: 11th, 2nd, 11th, 13th, 6th, 2nd… before finally claiming his first Premier League title. Managers aren’t magic; they need continuity, trust, and time to imprint their philosophy. Sacking them like Chelsea or Spurs do only resets the learning cycle for the next manager, and the club ends up stuck in the same loop over and over again.

Youth Development: Name me another manager—outside of Pep—that gives more debuts to young talents than Arteta. You can’t. He’s consistently trusted Hale End graduates and given them real minutes in the first team. Just look at the list: Saka, Smith Rowe, Nwaneri, Lewis-Skelly, Dowman, Nketiah, Reiss Nelson, Maitland-Niles… the conveyor belt is alive because there’s a manager willing to take the risk. Arteta is the perfect bridge between Hale End and the senior squad, and that matters. If you’re a kid in the academy right now, you know there’s a genuine pathway to the first team.

Image: Arteta and Nwaneri. Image Credits: The Mirror.

Tactical Growth: Let’s be real, Mikel didn’t walk in as a genius. He learned, he adapted, he made mistakes. But the growth has been crazy. He's simultaneously the 2nd longest tenured coach in the premier league, while also being the 3rd youngest coach in the league. Talk about growth potential!

Big Game Mentality: We’re not flat-track bullies anymore. Under Arteta we’ve beaten City, Liverpool, Chelsea, Spurs, and United regularly. We’ve gone toe-to-toe with the best teams in Europe. You can’t fake that. This team doesn’t freeze on big nights anymore.

Connection with Fans: Remember the Emirates under Emery or late Wenger? Flat, toxic, half-empty. Arteta has rebuilt the bond between the team and the supporters. The atmosphere is night and day. Between this and the North London Forever song, I love how we now have something to stand behind before a game. The unity between players, fans, and manager feels real again.

Closing Thoughts

Image: Arsenal against Real Madrid. Image Credits: Al Jazeera.

At the end of the day, backing Arteta is a choice. You can call him a bottler, say he’s not good enough, or cry about the spending. But when I zoom out and look at what he’s actually built: the consistency, the identity, the recruitment, the youth pathway, the bond with fans... I can’t help but believe in the guy.

We’re closer now than we’ve been in over a decade. And if this is what the “process” looks like, I’m all in. Because when it finally clicks, when the trophies start to stack, you’ll want to say you were there from the beginning.

Trust me, I’m not drinking Kool-Aid. I just see what’s in front of me. And what I see is a manager who’s making Arsenal feel like Arsenal again.

Until then, COYG.

Author’s Note Thank you for making it to the end, and thank you for your support.

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Game Review: Arsenal 5 - 0 Leeds United

Competition: Premier League (GW 2) Location: Emirates Stadium, Holloway, London Goalscorers: Timber 34', 56' , Saka 45+1' , Gyokeres 48' 90+5' (P) Arsenal XI: Raya, Calafiori, Gabriel, Saliba, Timber, Rice, Zubimendi, Odegaard ©, Madueke, Gyokeres, Saka. Subs: Mosquera, Trossard, Nwaneri, Dowman, Lewis-Skelly Game Rating: 9/10 My Man of the Match: Jurrien Timber

The Emirates was rocking on Saturday evening, and Arsenal delivered a performance worthy of the atmosphere.

From the pre-match unveiling of Eberechi Eze to a ruthless attacking display on the pitch, Mikel Arteta’s side dismantled Leeds United 5–0 to make it 2 wins from 2 at the start of the Premier League season.

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Image: Eze's Presentation at the Emirates. Image credits: Football London.

Before diving into the match itself, we need to talk about the moment that defined the day. The kid inside me was glowing with joy and happiness as Ebere Eze walked out of the tunnel and onto the Emirates pitch.

He had done it.

He had lived the dream I’ve carried since childhood — the dream of so many young Gooners: to wear Arsenal’s No. 10 and most importantly, to play for the club. The club we call home and family. Don't take it from me, take it from Eze himself. You could see it on his face, as pure joy radiated and the stadium noise hit fever pitch.

Dennis Bergkamp once put it best:

“When you start supporting a football club, you don’t support it because of the trophies, or a player, or history. You support it because you found yourself somewhere there, (and) found a place where you belong.”

Eze looked like he belonged. He clapped the supporters, kissed the badge, and let the roars wash over him. And while some will say it was about landing one of the Premier League’s brightest players or striking a blow to our North London rivals — for me, it was simpler than that.

Image: NORTHBANKSY's Eze mural. Image credits: The Guardian.

We brought him home. As Arsenal’s mural artist — NORTHBANKSY, the man behind so many of the iconic works lining the tunnel to the stadium captured perfectly: All roads lead home.

And then came Arsenal’s announcement video for Eze — pure class. Who better to front it than Ian Wright, the club’s own legend who made the same journey at 27? As Sampha’s Indecision played and the words rolled across the screen, the chorus whispered, “let it all work out.”

Image: Eze's announcement video. Image credits: Arsenal Youtube.

And it did. Welcome home, Eberechi Eze.

On a side note, word is that the mural’s already been defaced by some salty Spurs fans who couldn’t stomach the news. Who cares? Spray-paint it, boo him, sing your little songs — it won’t change a thing. What matters is that our Nigerian Prince is home, and your tier-2 trophy will be forgotten before the paint even dries.

Now back to the review.

The Match

Image: Timber Scores. Image credits: Evening Standard.

The atmosphere was already crackling by the time the players stepped out of the tunnel. You had to feel for Leeds: Arsenal looked like a side on a date with destiny, and on a night like this, nothing less than three points was ever going to be enough.

Arsenal started brightly, pressing high and pinning Leeds into their own half. Though the visitors held their shape well in the opening 25 minutes, it felt inevitable that the breakthrough would come. When it did, it came from an unlikely source. Jurrien Timber, making his first home league appearance since returning from injury, rose highest from Declan Rice’s corner and guided a header beyond Lucas Perri to make it 1–0.

Bukayo Saka doubled the lead just before the break, thrashing home after more aggressive pressing forced a turnover. The goal capped off a strong first half in which Arsenal looked sharper, stronger, and far more ruthless than in their nervy opening-day win at Old Trafford.

Image: Gyokeres Scores. Image credits: Football London.

If the first half belonged to Timber and Saka, the second belonged to Viktor Gyökeres. Two minutes after the restart, Riccardo Calafiori lofted a ball into the channel, and the Swedish striker powered past his man before finishing into the far corner. The Emirates erupted as Gyökeres finally opened his account for Arsenal — his first goal in English football since leaving Coventry. He wasn’t done yet.

Timber grabbed his second soon after, bundling home following another Rice delivery, and then in stoppage time Gyökeres added a second from the penalty spot after 15-year-old debutant Max Dowman won a spot-kick. A brace on his home debut, pace and power that had the Leeds backline terrified, and an instant connection with the fans: this was the statement arrival Arsenal had hoped for.

Image: Dowman's Debut. Image credits: Yahoo Sports.

But perhaps the (second) most emotional moment of the evening came with Dowman’s introduction. At just 15 years and 235 days old, the winger became the second youngest Arsenal player in history, behind only Ethan Nwaneri. Far from looking overawed, he played with confidence, twice testing the Leeds defence and nearly scoring before winning the late penalty. By full-time, the Emirates crowd was singing his name — a reminder that Hale End’s conveyor belt of talent shows no sign of slowing down.

Post Match + Tidbits

Image: Saka's Injury. Image credits: Sky Sports.

Not everything was perfect, though. Martin Ødegaard was forced off in the first half with a shoulder issue, and Saka followed early in the second after pulling up with what looked like a hamstring problem. With Havertz already sidelined, Arteta will be sweating over the fitness of his captain and star winger ahead of next week’s trip to Anfield. Still, the silver lining is clear: Arsenal’s summer recruitment, combined with the emergence of academy talents like Nwaneri and Dowman, means the squad has depth it lacked in previous years.

What we learned:

Saka’s knock is a worry. Every Arsenal fan held their breath when he went down, and the hope is that this isn’t another long-term injury scare. He’s the heartbeat of this side, and any extended absence could be costly.

An Ebere Eze debut is on the horizon. The buzz around the Emirates is real—his first appearance in red and white feels like the next big moment to look forward to.

Madueke looked the part. Sharp on the ball, fearless in his runs, and already showing signs he can add a different dynamic to Arsenal’s attack.

The defence continues to impress. Composed, organized, and disciplined—this backline looks like it has picked up right where it left off last season.

Gyökeres just needs service. When he finally got the ball in dangerous areas, you could see the threat he carries. With better supply, he could become a real game-changer.

Hale End keeps cooking. Dowman, Nwaneri and Lewis Skelly. Wow.

Final Verdict

Image: Gyokeres Scores. Image credits: Arsenal.

Arsenal were dominant, ruthless, and entertaining — everything the fans had demanded after last week’s nervy showing at Old Trafford. Timber’s brace, Gyökeres’ power, Saka’s leadership, and Dowman’s fairytale debut combined to create a memorable Emirates night.

Leeds had their moments early on, but Daniel Farke’s side were ultimately overwhelmed, undone by Arsenal’s intensity and set-piece precision.

For Arsenal, it’s top of the table (albeit early days) and momentum heading into a massive clash with champions Liverpool next weekend. For the fans, it was a glimpse of a future shaped by marquee signings and Hale End brilliance.

Lets bring the momentum to Anfield. Until then, COYG (and welcome Eze).

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Game Preview: Arsenal v Leeds United

Competition: Premier League (GW 2) Predicted Lineup: Raya, White, Saliba, Gabriel, Lewis Skelly, Zubimendi, Rice, Odegaard, Martinelli, Gyokeres, Saka Date: 23 Aug 2025 Location: Emirates Stadium, Holloway, London

The Emirates lights are on, the flags are waving, the first home game, and most importantly, the first North London Forever of the season is here.

Arsenal vs Leeds United.

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Image: Arsenal against Leeds United. Image credits: Yahoo Sports.

Our first home fixture of the 2025/26 season sees us take on Leeds United. And there’s always something special about that first match back in N5: The warm buzz outside Holloway Road, the smell of chips in the air, the burger stands outside the Holloway Road station, and most importantly the sense that for 90 minutes the world shrinks down to one pitch of grass and 60,000 people breathing as one.

And this season, the opener isn’t just about setting the tone, it’s about making a statement. We’ve got to show the league, and ourselves, that we mean business.

On a side note, watching a live game at the Emirates is a must for any Arsenal fan. It’s more than just ninety minutes of football — it’s a pilgrimage. The walk up to the stadium, the sea of red and white scarves, the chants echoing through Holloway Road, and that spine-tingling roar when the teams walk out... it’s an experience that can’t be replicated through a TV screen.

For many, it’s the closest thing to stepping into footballing church, and it's one I had the pleasure of experiencing.

Back to the preview.

Leeds United

Image: Arsenal against Leeds United. Image credits: Online Gooner.

Leeds United return to the Premier League after scrapping their way out of the Championship, and if there’s one thing we know about newly promoted sides, it’s that they don’t come to roll over.

Promoted sides always come with energy, a fearless mentality, and usually one or two lads who’ve been dreaming about scoring at the Emirates since they were kids. They’ll press, they’ll hustle, they’ll make it ugly if they have to.

Make no mistake about it, Leeds are a proper side now, and their opening game against Everton was all the proof you need. They’re no longer the chaos merchants who shipped five goals a game under Bielsa or Jesse Marsch. Instead, they looked measured, defensively disciplined, and sharp in transition. They nullified Everton’s threats, pressed when the moment was right, and threw everything forward whenever space opened up.

Image: Leeds United goalscorer Nmecha. Image credits: ESPN.

Just look at the numbers: 21 shots to Everton’s 7, the lion’s share of possession, and crisp passing throughout.

And remember: This wasn’t against some naive Championship side. This was David Moyes’ Everton, a hardened Premier League outfit with years of experience. To dominate them like that? Unbelievable.

Leeds’ transfer window has been nothing short of spectacular, and it feels like every move has been calculated to strengthen their spine. I’ve already gone into detail about their summer dealings here, but since then they’ve gone one better by adding Noah Okafor from AC Milan to their forward line. More importantly, they’ve shored up their backline with seasoned pros who know exactly what it takes to survive and grind out results in the Premier League. This isn’t a fragile Leeds anymore. They’re tougher, more balanced, and certainly not the kind of side you can expect to roll over easily.

Arsenal

Image: Odegaard. Image credits: BBC.

On the Arsenal side of things, let’s be clear: Arsenal are the favourites, and rightly so. Our squad is deeper, sharper, and filled with players who’ve been tested in high-pressure moments. The key will be in the balance: not letting Leeds’ chaos dictate the game, but imposing our rhythm early.

Declan Rice controlling the tempo, Ødegaard pulling the strings, and Gyökeres making his Emirates debut up front: this is where the gulf in class has to show. And while Leeds will run and press until their legs fall off, can they live with 90 minutes of wave after wave of Arsenal possession? That’s the test.

What to Watch For

Image: Eze. Image credits: BBC.

Eze Presentation: Arsenal have pulled off a proper coup here, snatching Eze right from under the noses of our bitter rivals Spurs — and honestly, I’ve been feasting on their online meltdown for days now. To make it even sweeter, Eze was spotted at the Emirates earlier today, sending the fanbase into overdrive. The signs are all pointing one way: we might just be on the brink of that long-awaited player presentation, and what a moment that would be.

Playstyle: I can only hope Arteta has ironed out whatever that was we witnessed last week against Manchester United. This is Arsenal at the Emirates, and the expectation is nothing less than free-flowing, incisive football.

Havertz: Reports out of Germany suggest his injury could sideline him for a couple of months. Fingers crossed it’s not as serious as feared, as the last thing we need is to lose such a key player this early in the season.

Defensive Solidity: Raya saved us at Old Trafford, but do the backline look calmer this time, or will the jitters continue?

The Emirates Factor: First home game of the season. How much of a lift do the fans give, and can the players feed off that energy?

Predictions Arsenal 2 - 0 Leeds United

Image: Madueke. Image credits: Football London.

Opening home games also carry a bit of theatre. It’s not just about winning, it’s about entertaining, about reminding everyone that the Emirates can be a fortress and a stage at the same time. For Arteta, this isn’t the match to be cautious: it’s the one to show off the summer’s work, to give fans that injection of belief that makes us all dream a little bigger.

Leeds will come snarling, but if Arsenal keep their cool and play their football, the first three points of the season at home should be in the bag. Lets dust ourselves off from previous week's performance.

COYG. We got 3 points to earn.