I’ve been reading Arseblogger tell us that Almunia’s condition is like a virus spreading through the defense, to paraphrase. Until yesterday, I thought the sentiment was a bit hard on the keeper. Now I know that ye olde Arseblogger has been speaking wisdom all this time. I shant doubt you again.

Jens Lehmann got the boot for far less atrocities than we’ve seen Almunia commit lately. I hate to say it, but I think it may be time to apply that same boot. There are others to place blame for Sunday’s loss, but be certain of one thing: the tide turned in United favor after that own goal. Many games have turning points that you can put a laser spot on and say “This… this is when things went to shit.” And Manuel’s sensual love slap attempt at turning that ball over the bar was ours on the day.

But, who can replace him? Mannone is gone. Wojohowicz isn’t ready, and Szzczeznenyzxplyx is far too inexperienced. But, it’s clear that Almunia is not the keeper he once was. I really do hope he can turn things around. Hell, if Gallas can come back from the sixth circle of hell that he descended to, why not Almunia? But, pardon me if I don’t hold my breath.

Now that I’ve got that off my chest… I’m not one of those who has given up hope. I hope I never am. We came back from an eleven point deficit to catch up to Chelsea, so why not five? It all starts this weekend at Stamford Bridge. And I’ll be cheering my Gunners on like it’s the most important match in the world. And it is. Each one will be, for the rest of the season.

Come on you ARSENAL!