Right, lets be honest, that performance was an absolute pile of shite. Pure and utter dookie.
But really who cares?
The main thing is that we are through to the last 16 stage of the Champions League isn't it?
Sure it was more painful to watch at times than having an ingrown toe nail but at the end of the day our name is in the hat for the next round.
Of course we know we can play better than that, in fact my Nan could play better than that, so things can only get better. Right?
Obviously the performance was pony and Wenger left the changes too late (in my opinion) again but we won. That's all that counts.
Maybe we have been too spoiled over the years. We expect super sublime performances every game and that is just not possible.
Footballers have off-days too, they are human, and tonight was an off-night.
There are question marks over whether we can win the Champions League but when have we ever done things easy?
We should have qualified to the last 16 in the Stone Age but we decided to make it hard for ourselves.
We face one of Barcelona, Real Madrid, Bayern Munich or Schalke. Not the easy route but I guarantee none of that lot will fancy playing us.
You have to play the best to win the Champions League. Bring 'em on!
I wasn't expecting to play any big guns until later in the competition but shit happens.
We've scored the most home goals in Champions League group history and the best progression rate to the last 16 of the English teams involved.
Not too bad eh?
A win is a win. Ugly or beautiful. They all count.
Keep it Goonerish...............