Brighton & Hove Albion v Arsenal: Premier League – live!

Brighton & Hove Albion v Arsenal: Premier League – live!

04-Mar-2018 13:01:50 | The Guardian

So Brighton are unchanged following their 4-1 ragging of rockin’ Swansea last time out. They’ll be hoping that Pascale Gross can roam about behind Arsenal’s midfield, and expecting Anthony Knockaert and Jose Izquierdo to stretch their defence.

Arsenal, meanwhile, at least appear to have some discernible shape. On the other hand, I know Hector Bellerin is out of nick, but I reckon Izquierdo might just fancy a trot at Callum Chambers. Henrikh Mkhitaryan, meanwhile, might do something from the right – his best position, I’d say – and perhaps Mesut Ozil will have a good day.

Brighton & Hove Albion (an asphyxiating 4-4-1-1): Ryan; Schelotto, Duffy, Dunk, Bong; Knockaert, Stephens, Propper, Izquierdo; Gross; Murray. Subs: Krul, Goldson, Bruno, Kayal, March, Ulloa, Locadia.

Arsenal (frankly-who-knows?): Cech; Chambers, Mustafi, Koscielny, Kolasinac; Xhaka, Wilshere; Mkhitaryan, Ozil, Iwobi; Aubameyang. Subs: Ospina, Bellerin, Holding, Maitland-Niles, Elneny, Welbeck, Nketiah.

The next time I saw my dad similarly compromised was in 2012 when, leaving Carrow Road he tripped his own self in the process of making a quick exit, after initiating verbals with a Norwich fan fuming about a last-minute winner. But that’s another story.

Are you sitting comfortably? Then I’ll begin. Sometime in the early 90s, around the start of my adolescence, my old fella and I were walking down the street. Repeatedly, he flicked a foot in front of mine in an effort to trip me, and repeatedly I, at the peak of my school corridor game, stepped over and around his baitest of offerings. Then, when he was least expecting it, I extended my little toe more as a matter of principle than anything else, and was horrified to see him, a split-second later, prone on the pavement.

How to feel and who to blame for this unsettling state of affairs? On the one hand, my dad both started things and remained undeterred when they didn’t go as he intended, refusing to acknowledge that things had changed; if he couldn’t or wouldn’t tell himself, he needed telt. On the other hand, couldn’t I just have advised myself and let it ride? I owed him my life, my education and all the joy I ever had; surely he’d earned the right to do as he pleased?

Continue reading...

Read More