Thierry Henry has awoken a giant..

A sleeping a giant has woken up to reclaim it's vast territory that was lost by default and rough tactics from some influential wealthy quarters. The buzz after he scored that goal was pure magic, it was like a witch doctor just declared that we have been freed from a curse.

The new stadium has never been rocked from it's foundation with an atmosphere to rival any passionate ground with a sense of identity and togetherness. Suddenly, we have realised that our claws can cause pain to anyone standing on our way to victory. Managers across the league are throwing away their old tactics and are running scared trying to figure out if 3-0 is better than a mauling.

Some rival managers are so worried you can see they have lost sense of all reality, they are even contemplating winning the league which everyone knows is a signal of dying a slow death. Some are so worried that they have called their aging troops to secure the perimeter while they figure out where the fire is coming from.

This man Henry is running the clock backwards, his touch, his presence, his sheer will is shaking the whole place down even Wenger is smilling again.