The Emirates, Premier League, 28th December 2010
The feeling walking to the game was of lambs to the slaughter. Our record against top teams, and Chelsea in particular, so poor that a beating seemed inevitable. But it wasn’t to be. Wenger made changes and every player worked themselves to the bone and, apart from one minor lapse for their goal, remained focussed on the job in hand for 90 minutes. Chelsea were not the Chelsea I know and hate, they looked passionless and disjointed, but the joy at beating a rival in this way was unbridled.

