Who the Blog are Blackburn?

Went up to the Emirates Stadium for my third Arsenal game of the season, against Blackburn Rovers, yesterday. It was a bitterly cold London afternoon. I got to London early on, having left at 9am fearing the worst over the trains, but it was plain sailing and I got there ridiculously early. Took a stroll around London, which on those cold, foggy winter days, manages to combine both the monumental and the mystical. What London does do better than anywhere else I've been is pubs. Warm, dark, bustling and friendly, a good London pub is an experience in itself. Found a nice one just off the Charing Cross Road and had Sausage and Mash and a couple of pints of Kronenburg. Lovely. Then headed off to Ashburton Grove.

It was a fantastic match which we won 6-2. Yes...SIX-two. Cesc Fabregas completely ran the show, he will be the best footballer in the world in a few years time. Robin van Persie scored two, the first one an absolute peach. I had a running commentary from the little old guy next to me, who generally told our players to fall over when they got touched in the opposition box. Don't believe the cliche about old people hating diving. All the way through the second half he was asking 'where's the boy? where's the boy?' The boy being young Theo Walcott. He got his answer in the 88th minute when he came on as a late substitute - still didn't cheer him up though!