Key events
Back to the teams, Arsenal’s looks more settled. They’re without a couple of regulars, but play according to the same principles in pretty much every game. They lack magic, especially in the absence of Eze, but of the two teams, they have the higher bottom level; chances are, they’ll defend properly whatever happens, so will take some beating.
Email! “I just cannot see Arsenal winning other than on penalties,” says Graham Fulcher. “No one is going to want to score the winning goal for them and then miss the Premier League run-in as a result. The last time someone scored a League Cup-winning goal for Arsenal they were dropped immediately afterwards…”
Goodness, that was a very long time ago. I was so much older then, I’m younger than that now.
City, meanwhile, are without the injured Ruben Dias; Nathan Ake comes in. Otherwise, Antoine Semenyo returns, with Tijjani Reijnders dropping to the bench.
The headline news for Arsenal is that Eberechi Eze isn’t in the squad – presumably he’s injured – which is a particular shame for him, given how long it’s taken him to fully integrate, and for us, because he’s an artist with big-game pedigree. His spot goes to Kai Havertz, while at right-back, Ben White is in for the also-injured Jurrien Timber, and on the left, Pedro Hincapie is preferred to Riccardo Calafiori. Otherwise, Viktor Gyokeres continues up front, and on the left it’s Leandro Trossard not Gabriel Martinelli.
We’ll dig into those shortly, but before we do, join Rob Smyth for the second half of Spurs 0-1 Forest, probably the most important game played so far this season.
Teams!
Arsenal (4-3-3): Kepa; White, Saliba, Gabriel, Hincapie; Zubimendi, Rice, Havertz; Saka, Gyokeres, Trossard. Subs: Raya, Mosquera, Jesus, Martinelli, Norgaard, Madueke, Calafiori, Lewis-Skelly, Dowman.
Manchester City (4-3-3): Trafford; Nunes, Khusanov, Ake, O’Reilly; Rodri, Bernardo Silva, Cherki; Semenyo, Haaland, Doku. Subs: Donnarumma, Reijnders, Stones, Marmoush, Kovacic, Nico, Ait-Nouri, Savinho, Foden.
Referee: Peter Bankes (Lancashire)
Preamble
Humanity’s search for meaning is a struggle 300,000 years in the making, a succession of theories and experiments unable to fix on a reason or explanation for the lunacy that is life. We find patterns and seek stories to get nowhere, everything we are – thoughts, memories, feelings – bafflingly contained in a quivering lump of fat, water, protein, carbohydrates and salt. The reality – that we’re little more than sentient custard – is so discombobulating, it’s barely any consolation that we are, at least, seasoned.
The match we’re about to enjoy tests all of that, so full of so many potential interpretations it makes the head spin. Arsenal, without a trophy since the Covid Cup Final of 2020 and without a league title in more than two decades, desperately need to prove to themselves that they can win – all the more so given their opponents are also their rivals for that elusive pot. Should they triumph today, their nine-point advantage at the top of the table will seem insurmountable, whereas if they lose, City’s game in hand and home fixture against them might weigh heavy.
Words like “seem” and “might”, though, remind us that all this is conjecture. We indulge in it because we’ve no choice but it’s entirely feasible Arsenal lift the trophy today and win nothing else, just as it is that they lose today and win everything else, each extreme feasible and so too everything in between.
And that’s just them. City arrive at Wembley having lost their last two finals and just been knocked out of the Champions League in a peculiar tie against Real Madrid – one in which they played some excellent football yet never fully convinced, losing both legs for a multitude of good reasons. For the first time in a generation, there’s a sense that football has run away from Pep Guardiola, the brain that shaped what it looks like in the modern era no longer able to fully fathom it, never mind control its processes and outcomes. He looks tired, frustrated and maybe a little bored, his future uncertain; this could be his last season in his current job, or he may find a way to balance the competing forces of the physical and the technical, of power and possession, then go on to build yet another great team. Each extreme is feasible, so too everything in between; this is going to be something.
Kick-off: 4.30pm GMT