If ever a man had that look of "get me out of here" it was Ralf at the final whistle, when he picked up his coat and other belongings I felt sure he was going to reach behind the seat and pull out a suitcase, saying, "tell the coach to go without me I'm off to the Airport".
We could and should have won that game, created more chances, including a penalty miss (and it is a miss when your player hits the woodwork or shoots wide). Gave away sloppy first two goals to Arsenal, but they had a blockbuster third. In between CR scored a great opportunist goal and we had at least two clear chances and two half chances and their keeper pulled out a great save from Telles.
Up until the penalty we were well in it and had that gone in, I felt we were more likely to go on and win. But the same schoolboy errors, the sloppy passes, the poor first touches, the failure, until deep into second half, to get some telling balls into the box... and Fred wasn't playing!
And how pi**ed did Jessie and Marcus look when they came on?
One ray of hope, instead of trying to 'cut-in' all the time, Sancho began making some decent attempts to get to and along the goal line, unfortunately he only got one clear effort into the box, but with his range of dribbling skills, that's the way to go Jadon.