I ask not about Leiceser. I’m pretty sure we’re hoping for a confident victory to make it seven in a row undefeated in the Prem and nine overall, including those two League Cup victories. Yes, there are growing signs of progress, even of optimism, but I’m here to suggest that the fixture with the most potential impact on our campaign doesn’t even involve us at all. Nope, it’s all about Tottenham vs. Manchester United. And I’m not referring points or position. While dropped points for one or both would help us in the short term, the real impact is further-reaching. The real question we need an answer to is this: what result will keep Solskjær and Santo at the ol’ wheel? After all, for their rivals, i.e. us, each manager is the gift that keeps on giving, and we just don’t want to kill the goose that laid the golden egg…yet (I know how we all love mixed metaphors).
The rumours swirling around the potential sacking of each manager have been gathering speed for several weeks now, given just how dire each man’s squad has performed thus far. It would seem then that we should hope for a dour draw, the better to draw out each man’s misery, letting them dangle helplessly in the wind like so many sneakers knotted together and tossed over phone lines or dingleberries clinging, oh so stubbornly and doggedly, to an unwiped and unwashed taint. But I digress.
As tempting as it would be to see the two sides play a tentative, defensive draw that rivals the thrill of watching paint dry or grass grow, this just doesn’t play to our interests even if it opens the door for us to climb past both. Yes, it would see each side drop two points and postpone what is probably inevitable. However, we at Arsenal have to get more comfortable with playing the long game (whom am I kidding? We’ve been playing the long game for the better part of the last 15 years). With that in mind, much as it may chafe arses and twist knickers, we simply have to act like we’re Mancs this weekend.
Hear me out.
Put simply, a Man U win certainly restores faith in Solskjær without necessarily undermining Nuno’s position. Tottenham are a small club that has sacked two managers in a row and can ill-afford to sack a third, literally as well as figuratively. To sack three in a row after a ludicrous summer of botched flirtations with other managers would signal to any and all that this l’il “club” are coming apart at the seams. Who would agree to harness their careers to such a sinking ship? No one of note. They’re still on the hook for having sacked Pochettino and Mourinho, and that’s probably cost them upwards of £30m, enough to buy a decent keeper or defender. That’s no small thing for a club to swallow while it’s also financing a new stadium. The core of the squad—Lloris, Kane, Son, Moura—is aging, and in need of serious rebuild. Tottenham are poorly positioned to get through the rest of this season and those to come. Let’s hope that Man U win.
If, however, Tottenham find a win and Solskjær is sacked, Manchester United has the financial resources and global reputation to attract the likes of an Antonio Conte, who would then demand (and get) a huge outlay on players in January. Who knows? They might actually bring in an on-pitch leader or—gasp—a functional midfield. It may sound daft to think of splashing cash in January after spending 3.2 Guardiola windows the preceding summer to bring in Ronaldo, Sancho, Varane, and Heaton (ahem), but that’s the way rational minds think. Silly you. This is Manchester United, a club that can simply print out and spend money however it pleases. A manager of Conte’s stature and pedigree would get the players he’d want and start churning the expected results. It would be enough to see Man U climb into the top four (by which I mean fourth). That’s something we can ill-afford.
I’m not calling for a battering here. That would change the calculus or the 4-d checkers that I’m trying to play here. Maybe a 1-2 to Man U, maybe with a dodgy pen late on (not that Man U ever get any of those) or a VAR denial of a Tottenham equaliser to spare Nuno his blushes would do the trick.
So, for once in my life, let me get what I want. Lord knows it would be the first time.