We Have Our First Great Memory

The reason we all hold Highbury dear to our hearts is not because of the old girl herself, but because of all the great memories we have from our time at the Home Of Football.

And the reason we have had trouble feeling at home at Ashburton Grove?

You got it, because we have no memories yet. We have nothing to talk about down the pub, no funny anecdotes of the time you had to go to hospital because you fell down the stairs after one too many, no stories about hugging a complete stranger after Thierry Henry found the winner in the last minute of a game, no tales of the club captain tear arsing through the oppo’s defence to fire a thunderbolt to clinch the league title. That is why it doesn’t feel like home.

But at last we have our first memory.

Ok, so Liverpool aren’t exactly the force they once were, and they have been very poor on the road this season, but beating the red half of Merseyside 3-0 is no mean feat.

I know this is not our first win at Ashburton Grove, and with no disrespect to Sheffield Utd, Porto or Watford, they weren’t exactly the hardest games in the world, but when we play Liverpool there is always the little voice in the back of your head reminding you of Robbie Fowler’s quick fire hat-rick or Micheal Owen ruining our FA Cup glory…..there’s always a chance we’ll get beat.

But Arsene’s men were firing, and Toure and Gallas in particular had fantastic games, each bagging a goal in a tremendous win over the five times European Champions.

So my first great memory from Ashburton Grove will be Kolo Toure ‘doing an Adams’ and maruading through the Scouse defence, latching on to an exquisit van Persie pass and firing the ball home.

Kolo Toure – Memory maker.