Final Score Bees 2 (Canos, Norgaard) Arsenal 0

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Great start to a great season guys. For me, it would have been nice to see Saman play but I'm really happy overall. Saman has to fight harder. the players have done great, full of confidence blasting right out of the gate. This is what I like to see. I've been saying how much I like FC Porto's fierce playing style.. the way we played last night was getting closer to what I'd love to see from Brentford. Grinding to get the result we want. at times we were sitting back more, but it will get better as the season progresses. Congrats everyone.
 

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Sadly, It seems to be a common theme at Arsenal with regards to a number of their 'high profile' social media commentators/influencers from AFTV. So sad that this is what they need to resort to in order to generate the views and subscribers so that one day they may get a short-term contract with a beer or betting company or their name emblazoned across a t-shirt.

The sad thing to witness on AFTV is that on some post match interviews after a loss where their own kids have been to the game. Their colourful language continues without no thought on whether that should be the type of role model I should be setting as a father to my own kids.

Sad and pathetic people.
 

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My first game for two years after chemotherapy and then covid restrictions.
At times I wondered if I'd ever get back.
If I've had better a night....then I can't remember it.
Not a particularly emotional bloke...but I was pretty choked last night.

Wonderful to hear that you have been able to come back. Let's hope you have many more years of watching the Bees in the Premier League.
 

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Something which has just occurred to me: there wasn't a single yellow card last night, never mind a red.

Which tells me 2 things:
1. Brentford didn't come out to kick their way to a result against their illustrious, multi-million pound, "Super League" opponents; and 2. When things were going wrong for Arsenal, they didn't even have any stomach for a fight.

Can you imagine what the likes of Adams, Keown, Petit or Veira would have done during that second half if they had been unable to outplay the other team in the first?
 

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Something which has just occurred to me: there wasn't a single yellow card last night, never mind a red.

Which tells me 2 things:
1. Brentford didn't come out to kick their way to a result against their illustrious, multi-million pound, "Super League" opponents; and 2. When things were going wrong for Arsenal, they didn't even have any stomach for a fight.

Can you imagine what the likes of Adams, Keown, Petit or Veira would have done during that second half if they had been unable to outplay the other team in the first?

Funnily enough I felt we could/should gave committed a few more fouls around the half way line to stop a few of their dangerous attacks.
 

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Something which has just occurred to me: there wasn't a single yellow card last night, never mind a red.

Which tells me 2 things:
1. Brentford didn't come out to kick their way to a result against their illustrious, multi-million pound, "Super League" opponents; and 2. When things were going wrong for Arsenal, they didn't even have any stomach for a fight.

Can you imagine what the likes of Adams, Keown, Petit or Veira would have done during that second half if they had been unable to outplay the other team in the first?

Yes you are talking about another era - can you imagine what Hurlock and Kamara would have done last night? :)

At the end of the day Brentford right now have something that Arsenal don't have and that is identity and stability combined with a team spirit. Actually despite Arsenal billionaires owners not sure what identity they have ...... a team and fan base living of past glories that are annoying that rather slag of their team and manager on various arsenal tv channels.
 

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Incredible night! After 20 years of anticlimactic defeats and not turning up on the big occasion it was refreshingly un-Brentford to nail it. Everything went right.

Beating Arsenal under the floodlights in our new stadium in the Premier League curtain raiser - a seemingly impossible dream from some of those League 2 days. Atmosphere was electric! Goosebumps with Hey Jude 🙌

Lots of chat about how bad they were but considering this is a poor Arsenal side, it still demonstrated the step up in quality and task ahead of us this season. Arsenal aren't renowned for their pressing ability but we still had so little time on the ball compared to the Championship. Smith Rowe, Tierney and Saka showed the level of player we will be up against this season. Having said that we defended superbly throughout and we were brave in possession too. If the fans can reproduce that atmosphere each week, we will win more than we lose at BCS.

You reds! :owusu:
 

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If ever a game deserved one of your brilliant match reports, this was it.

He was sitting a couple of seats along from me! Didn't seem to be scribing!
 

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At the end of the day Brentford right now have something that Arsenal don't have and that is identity and stability combined with a team spirit. Actually despite Arsenal billionaires owners not sure what identity they have ...... a team and fan base living of past glories that are annoying that rather slag of their team and manager on various arsenal tv channels.

Strangely enough, that is almost exactly what an Arsenal fan said to me after the game as we walked to the tube. He said that he wished his club had the same sense of unity we displayed.
 

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The Sky coverage is now up on NowTV:

Sports > On Demand > Premier League > FNF: Brentford v Arsenal

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102 minutes of 🥰 (and downloadable for 29 days)
 

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Your boys took one hell of a beating!
 

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OK ok.. Yep if I did one for Morecambe away, then this one should squeak in.

Friday the 13th... Unlucky for some but not for the brave at heart or those without superstition. The Arsenal came across town to our new humble abode at the BCS. Like posh acquaintances we wanted to impress. It was a steamy humid mid summers evening and as the 16,000+ crowd approached Kew Bridge the hub bub and general matchday had a differing feel.
First day of term, new systems, new routines, but then the glimpse of an old familiar face, it was a sea of faces but it felt different but good if you know what I mean.
The wow factor walking in the ground was replaced by those that had done the friendlies with the knowing glances of 'it's good init' to those arriving in their seats for the first time. The atmosphere sizzled and crackled as expectation and excitement grew towards kick off. Hey Jude and the countdown began, this was a different rendition, you knew it was, throats were cleared and the noise swirled round as the hairs on the back of the neck went up. We were in it, the new ground, the Premier League, you and me, in it together and our Danish Head coach conductor Thomas Frank wanted to call the tune.

The game started, high octane, high intensity and head rush stuff and that was just the feeling pumping through our veins. Brentford started respectively like new Year 11's typified by Rico the first 7 minutes, like a jack in the box, he rushed then stopped looked at Pepe, tracked back, arm outstretched, on his toes like a kid on Christmas morning Rico was a mirror of us, excitable, but determined. In truth Arsenal passed and passed without looking dangerous, Smith-Rowe the floppy haired school boy look a like, socks rolled to shin pads, impressed but other than that, Pepe looked like a dis-interested left footed mercenary and Ben White a 50 million lottery winner playing football for the first time as part of his winnings. Arteta stroked his chin like the Thinker, but his game plan was and look was a little vacant.

We grew into the game, Norgaard toe in here, block in there and our Germanic machine Vitaly further forward in white boots, soft shoed shuffled forward. A first time hit from Mbeumo cracked against the upright to fluster the Gooners, Bryan was in gear this night. A poor clearance from Chambers and Sergi was RWB at left wing, old habits die hard, Sergi similar to his goal at Cardiff Boxing Day cut in to curl one but instead unleashed a cracker low to Leno's right, through the eye of a needle and the cacophony of sound exploded inside the stadium. A noise not heard since the 80's when Gary Roberts scored against Liverpool or Swansea in those milk cup ties in front of 17,000 crowds. It was delirium with a capital D. 1 nil Bees and Sergi slid like a matador in front of the South Stand with his team mates acting as the cloak. Ole and Vamos Sergi.

We then upped the intensity, Toney just bullied Ben White old pals at Peterboro, Ivan had his number, it was brutal flick on or hold up and drag out of shape, it was the stuff of nightmares for the new England man. 28 minutes in we remembered Rob Rowan and rightly so, I was fortunate to meet with his widow Suzanne over the summer and she can't believe that Brentford people continue to be so considerate towards the family, but we remember every Bee and Rob was the part of the foundations of this future. A part of this stadium is his, like the bricks and foundations. Mbeumo sped down the right and shot wide with his right as we finished the half breathless but in control.

Second half Arsenal passed with more speed Tierney crossed from the left, Balogun was a player with no bullets, Pontus, Ajer were pillars of our Community Stadium whilst Pinnock was a colossus with fleet of foot that took out three Gunners players on the left side. The South stand responded and like a Mexican wave we all stood to applaud.
Onyeke was up to speed, Frank the tank threw himself into tackles and showed the Dof's have snared another good un'. Raya palmed away a Smith Rowe turn and run.
Bakary Sako came on to a standing ovation, we stand for the right things in life and don't stand for the things that don't. All covered in 20 seconds, people power over words.

Ajer limped off but it was a fine debut from our Nordic signing, Mads Bech came on, a long throw in, Mads Bech sent it orbital, Pontus and Leno hugged each other like a last dance at the nightclub pre Covid, and the ball bounced like at the school playground up rose Norgaard like a leaping salmon and nodded it home. 2 nil and the roof newly built got it's second test of the night as the noise rattled against it.
2 nil and could we, will we, we all thought. Pepe turned up for once and clipped a Tierney pin point pull back to Raya's right. David made a spine tingling stop. As good as a goal. Raya was prime. Clean sheets sponsored by Lenor no doubt this year. A deal to be had.

The whistle went from Referee Oliver and we all cheered and then sung our hearts out as the players did a lap of honour. We all looked at each other, this was the very best of feelings, unbelievable was the word from so many, what were we witnessing. We had downed the Arsenal 2 nil in our first match in the Premier League and were top of the league. Incredible. Thomas our tutor clapped and smiled, if the Grand Union canal had run through the pitch it would have parted for him as he walked towards the North Stand. The West Stand was a sea of colour, mist and noise. Turn the lights out on it and it was the Royal Oak of 40 years before.

Knock Knock Premier League, it's Brentford at the door, we have wiped our feet and arrived. Thomas Frank and his newbie team of PL debutants are right at home. This was the very very best of days. Bournemouth was unreal, Swansea the end of a holy grail but this night was a sea of atmosphere that we drunk in and lapped up and ended up giddy walking along the A4 as the cars hooted in their dozens to make Brentford sound like Istanbul. Brentford put Arsenal on the seat of their pants with an upper cut and the old one two.

Nights like these don't come round very often, oh hang on a minute we have another 18 of these booked in over the next 9 months. What we are seeing is history being rewritten. The beauty is everyone is looking in from the outside is envious, we have something very special going on, team, management and crowd all as one. It's a very powerful formula. Friday the 13th Unlucky for some? Not if you were at Brentford and are Brentford, you feel the best is still to come!
 

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OK ok.. Yep if I did one for Morecambe away, then this one should squeak in.

Friday the 13th... Unlucky for some but not for the brave at heart or those without superstition. The Arsenal came across town to our new humble abode at the BCS. Like posh acquaintances we wanted to impress. It was a steamy humid mid summers evening and as the 16,000+ crowd approached Kew Bridge the hub bub and general matchday had a differing feel.
First day of term, new systems, new routines, but then the glimpse of an old familiar face, it was a sea of faces but it felt different but good if you know what I mean.
The wow factor walking in the ground was replaced by those that had done the friendlies with the knowing glances of 'it's good init' to those arriving in their seats for the first time. The atmosphere sizzled and crackled as expectation and excitement grew towards kick off. Hey Jude and the countdown began, this was a different rendition, you knew it was, throats were cleared and the noise swirled round as the hairs on the back of the neck went up. We were in it, the new ground, the Premier League, you and me, in it together and our Danish Head coach conductor Thomas Frank wanted to call the tune.

The game started, high octane, high intensity and head rush stuff and that was just the feeling pumping through our veins. Brentford started respectively like new Year 11's typified by Rico the first 7 minutes, like a jack in the box, he rushed then stopped looked at Pepe, tracked back, arm outstretched, on his toes like a kid on Christmas morning Rico was a mirror of us, excitable, but determined. In truth Arsenal passed and passed without looking dangerous, Smith-Rowe the floppy haired school boy look a like, socks rolled to shin pads, impressed but other than that, Pepe looked like a dis-interested left footed mercenary and Ben White a 50 million lottery winner playing football for the first time as part of his winnings. Arteta stroked his chin like the Thinker, but his game plan was and look was a little vacant.

We grew into the game, Norgaard toe in here, block in there and our Germanic machine Vitaly further forward in white boots, soft shoed shuffled forward. A first time hit from Mbeumo cracked against the upright to fluster the Gooners, Bryan was in gear this night. A poor clearance from Chambers and Sergi was RWB at left wing, old habits die hard, Sergi similar to his goal at Cardiff Boxing Day cut in to curl one but instead unleashed a cracker low to Leno's right, through the eye of a needle and the cacophony of sound exploded inside the stadium. A noise not heard since the 80's when Gary Roberts scored against Liverpool or Swansea in those milk cup ties in front of 17,000 crowds. It was delirium with a capital D. 1 nil Bees and Sergi slid like a matador in front of the South Stand with his team mates acting as the cloak. Ole and Vamos Sergi.

We then upped the intensity, Toney just bullied Ben White old pals at Peterboro, Ivan had his number, it was brutal flick on or hold up and drag out of shape, it was the stuff of nightmares for the new England man. 28 minutes in we remembered Rob Rowan and rightly so, I was fortunate to meet with his widow Suzanne over the summer and she can't believe that Brentford people continue to be so considerate towards the family, but we remember every Bee and Rob was the part of the foundations of this future. A part of this stadium is his, like the bricks and foundations. Mbeumo sped down the right and shot wide with his right as we finished the half breathless but in control.

Second half Arsenal passed with more speed Tierney crossed from the left, Balogun was a player with no bullets, Pontus, Ajer were pillars of our Community Stadium whilst Pinnock was a colossus with fleet of foot that took out three Gunners players on the left side. The South stand responded and like a Mexican wave we all stood to applaud.
Onyeke was up to speed, Frank the tank threw himself into tackles and showed the Dof's have snared another good un'. Raya palmed away a Smith Rowe turn and run.
Bakary Sako came on to a standing ovation, we stand for the right things in life and don't stand for the things that don't. All covered in 20 seconds, people power over words.

Ajer limped off but it was a fine debut from our Nordic signing, Mads Bech came on, a long throw in, Mads Bech sent it orbital, Pontus and Leno hugged each other like a last dance at the nightclub pre Covid, and the ball bounced like at the school playground up rose Norgaard like a leaping salmon and nodded it home. 2 nil and the roof newly built got it's second test of the night as the noise rattled against it.
2 nil and could we, will we, we all thought. Pepe turned up for once and clipped a Tierney pin point pull back to Raya's right. David made a spine tingling stop. As good as a goal. Raya was prime. Clean sheets sponsored by Lenor no doubt this year. A deal to be had.

The whistle went from Referee Oliver and we all cheered and then sung our hearts out as the players did a lap of honour. We all looked at each other, this was the very best of feelings, unbelievable was the word from so many, what were we witnessing. We had downed the Arsenal 2 nil in our first match in the Premier League and were top of the league. Incredible. Thomas our tutor clapped and smiled, if the Grand Union canal had run through the pitch it would have parted for him as he walked towards the North Stand. The West Stand was a sea of colour, mist and noise. Turn the lights out on it and it was the Royal Oak of 40 years before.

Knock Knock Premier League, it's Brentford at the door, we have wiped our feet and arrived. Thomas Frank and his newbie team of PL debutants are right at home. This was the very very best of days. Bournemouth was unreal, Swansea the end of a holy grail but this night was a sea of atmosphere that we drunk in and lapped up and ended up giddy walking along the A4 as the cars hooted in their dozens to make Brentford sound like Istanbul. Brentford put Arsenal on the seat of their pants with an upper cut and the old one two.

Nights like these don't come round very often, oh hang on a minute we have another 18 of these booked in over the next 9 months. What we are seeing is history being rewritten. The beauty is everyone is looking in from the outside is envious, we have something very special going on, team, management and crowd all as one. It's a very powerful formula. Friday the 13th Unlucky for some? Not if you were at Brentford and are Brentford, you feel the best is still to come!

Haven’t even read it yet, but thank you Mick 👍
 
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OK ok.. Yep if I did one for Morecambe away, then this one should squeak in.

Friday the 13th... Unlucky for some but not for the brave at heart or those without superstition. The Arsenal came across town to our new humble abode at the BCS. Like posh acquaintances we wanted to impress. It was a steamy humid mid summers evening and as the 16,000+ crowd approached Kew Bridge the hub bub and general matchday had a differing feel.
First day of term, new systems, new routines, but then the glimpse of an old familiar face, it was a sea of faces but it felt different but good if you know what I mean.
The wow factor walking in the ground was replaced by those that had done the friendlies with the knowing glances of 'it's good init' to those arriving in their seats for the first time. The atmosphere sizzled and crackled as expectation and excitement grew towards kick off. Hey Jude and the countdown began, this was a different rendition, you knew it was, throats were cleared and the noise swirled round as the hairs on the back of the neck went up. We were in it, the new ground, the Premier League, you and me, in it together and our Danish Head coach conductor Thomas Frank wanted to call the tune.

The game started, high octane, high intensity and head rush stuff and that was just the feeling pumping through our veins. Brentford started respectively like new Year 11's typified by Rico the first 7 minutes, like a jack in the box, he rushed then stopped looked at Pepe, tracked back, arm outstretched, on his toes like a kid on Christmas morning Rico was a mirror of us, excitable, but determined. In truth Arsenal passed and passed without looking dangerous, Smith-Rowe the floppy haired school boy look a like, socks rolled to shin pads, impressed but other than that, Pepe looked like a dis-interested left footed mercenary and Ben White a 50 million lottery winner playing football for the first time as part of his winnings. Arteta stroked his chin like the Thinker, but his game plan was and look was a little vacant.

We grew into the game, Norgaard toe in here, block in there and our Germanic machine Vitaly further forward in white boots, soft shoed shuffled forward. A first time hit from Mbeumo cracked against the upright to fluster the Gooners, Bryan was in gear this night. A poor clearance from Chambers and Sergi was RWB at left wing, old habits die hard, Sergi similar to his goal at Cardiff Boxing Day cut in to curl one but instead unleashed a cracker low to Leno's right, through the eye of a needle and the cacophony of sound exploded inside the stadium. A noise not heard since the 80's when Gary Roberts scored against Liverpool or Swansea in those milk cup ties in front of 17,000 crowds. It was delirium with a capital D. 1 nil Bees and Sergi slid like a matador in front of the South Stand with his team mates acting as the cloak. Ole and Vamos Sergi.

We then upped the intensity, Toney just bullied Ben White old pals at Peterboro, Ivan had his number, it was brutal flick on or hold up and drag out of shape, it was the stuff of nightmares for the new England man. 28 minutes in we remembered Rob Rowan and rightly so, I was fortunate to meet with his widow Suzanne over the summer and she can't believe that Brentford people continue to be so considerate towards the family, but we remember every Bee and Rob was the part of the foundations of this future. A part of this stadium is his, like the bricks and foundations. Mbeumo sped down the right and shot wide with his right as we finished the half breathless but in control.

Second half Arsenal passed with more speed Tierney crossed from the left, Balogun was a player with no bullets, Pontus, Ajer were pillars of our Community Stadium whilst Pinnock was a colossus with fleet of foot that took out three Gunners players on the left side. The South stand responded and like a Mexican wave we all stood to applaud.
Onyeke was up to speed, Frank the tank threw himself into tackles and showed the Dof's have snared another good un'. Raya palmed away a Smith Rowe turn and run.
Bakary Sako came on to a standing ovation, we stand for the right things in life and don't stand for the things that don't. All covered in 20 seconds, people power over words.

Ajer limped off but it was a fine debut from our Nordic signing, Mads Bech came on, a long throw in, Mads Bech sent it orbital, Pontus and Leno hugged each other like a last dance at the nightclub pre Covid, and the ball bounced like at the school playground up rose Norgaard like a leaping salmon and nodded it home. 2 nil and the roof newly built got it's second test of the night as the noise rattled against it.
2 nil and could we, will we, we all thought. Pepe turned up for once and clipped a Tierney pin point pull back to Raya's right. David made a spine tingling stop. As good as a goal. Raya was prime. Clean sheets sponsored by Lenor no doubt this year. A deal to be had.

The whistle went from Referee Oliver and we all cheered and then sung our hearts out as the players did a lap of honour. We all looked at each other, this was the very best of feelings, unbelievable was the word from so many, what were we witnessing. We had downed the Arsenal 2 nil in our first match in the Premier League and were top of the league. Incredible. Thomas our tutor clapped and smiled, if the Grand Union canal had run through the pitch it would have parted for him as he walked towards the North Stand. The West Stand was a sea of colour, mist and noise. Turn the lights out on it and it was the Royal Oak of 40 years before.

Knock Knock Premier League, it's Brentford at the door, we have wiped our feet and arrived. Thomas Frank and his newbie team of PL debutants are right at home. This was the very very best of days. Bournemouth was unreal, Swansea the end of a holy grail but this night was a sea of atmosphere that we drunk in and lapped up and ended up giddy walking along the A4 as the cars hooted in their dozens to make Brentford sound like Istanbul. Brentford put Arsenal on the seat of their pants with an upper cut and the old one two.

Nights like these don't come round very often, oh hang on a minute we have another 18 of these booked in over the next 9 months. What we are seeing is history being rewritten. The beauty is everyone is looking in from the outside is envious, we have something very special going on, team, management and crowd all as one. It's a very powerful formula. Friday the 13th Unlucky for some? Not if you were at Brentford and are Brentford, you feel the best is still to come!P
OK ok.. Yep if I did one for Morecambe away, then this one should squeak in.

Friday the 13th... Unlucky for some but not for the brave at heart or those without superstition. The Arsenal came across town to our new humble abode at the BCS. Like posh acquaintances we wanted to impress. It was a steamy humid mid summers evening and as the 16,000+ crowd approached Kew Bridge the hub bub and general matchday had a differing feel.
First day of term, new systems, new routines, but then the glimpse of an old familiar face, it was a sea of faces but it felt different but good if you know what I mean.
The wow factor walking in the ground was replaced by those that had done the friendlies with the knowing glances of 'it's good init' to those arriving in their seats for the first time. The atmosphere sizzled and crackled as expectation and excitement grew towards kick off. Hey Jude and the countdown began, this was a different rendition, you knew it was, throats were cleared and the noise swirled round as the hairs on the back of the neck went up. We were in it, the new ground, the Premier League, you and me, in it together and our Danish Head coach conductor Thomas Frank wanted to call the tune.

The game started, high octane, high intensity and head rush stuff and that was just the feeling pumping through our veins. Brentford started respectively like new Year 11's typified by Rico the first 7 minutes, like a jack in the box, he rushed then stopped looked at Pepe, tracked back, arm outstretched, on his toes like a kid on Christmas morning Rico was a mirror of us, excitable, but determined. In truth Arsenal passed and passed without looking dangerous, Smith-Rowe the floppy haired school boy look a like, socks rolled to shin pads, impressed but other than that, Pepe looked like a dis-interested left footed mercenary and Ben White a 50 million lottery winner playing football for the first time as part of his winnings. Arteta stroked his chin like the Thinker, but his game plan was and look was a little vacant.

We grew into the game, Norgaard toe in here, block in there and our Germanic machine Vitaly further forward in white boots, soft shoed shuffled forward. A first time hit from Mbeumo cracked against the upright to fluster the Gooners, Bryan was in gear this night. A poor clearance from Chambers and Sergi was RWB at left wing, old habits die hard, Sergi similar to his goal at Cardiff Boxing Day cut in to curl one but instead unleashed a cracker low to Leno's right, through the eye of a needle and the cacophony of sound exploded inside the stadium. A noise not heard since the 80's when Gary Roberts scored against Liverpool or Swansea in those milk cup ties in front of 17,000 crowds. It was delirium with a capital D. 1 nil Bees and Sergi slid like a matador in front of the South Stand with his team mates acting as the cloak. Ole and Vamos Sergi.

We then upped the intensity, Toney just bullied Ben White old pals at Peterboro, Ivan had his number, it was brutal flick on or hold up and drag out of shape, it was the stuff of nightmares for the new England man. 28 minutes in we remembered Rob Rowan and rightly so, I was fortunate to meet with his widow Suzanne over the summer and she can't believe that Brentford people continue to be so considerate towards the family, but we remember every Bee and Rob was the part of the foundations of this future. A part of this stadium is his, like the bricks and foundations. Mbeumo sped down the right and shot wide with his right as we finished the half breathless but in control.

Second half Arsenal passed with more speed Tierney crossed from the left, Balogun was a player with no bullets, Pontus, Ajer were pillars of our Community Stadium whilst Pinnock was a colossus with fleet of foot that took out three Gunners players on the left side. The South stand responded and like a Mexican wave we all stood to applaud.
Onyeke was up to speed, Frank the tank threw himself into tackles and showed the Dof's have snared another good un'. Raya palmed away a Smith Rowe turn and run.
Bakary Sako came on to a standing ovation, we stand for the right things in life and don't stand for the things that don't. All covered in 20 seconds, people power over words.

Ajer limped off but it was a fine debut from our Nordic signing, Mads Bech came on, a long throw in, Mads Bech sent it orbital, Pontus and Leno hugged each other like a last dance at the nightclub pre Covid, and the ball bounced like at the school playground up rose Norgaard like a leaping salmon and nodded it home. 2 nil and the roof newly built got it's second test of the night as the noise rattled against it.
2 nil and could we, will we, we all thought. Pepe turned up for once and clipped a Tierney pin point pull back to Raya's right. David made a spine tingling stop. As good as a goal. Raya was prime. Clean sheets sponsored by Lenor no doubt this year. A deal to be had.

The whistle went from Referee Oliver and we all cheered and then sung our hearts out as the players did a lap of honour. We all looked at each other, this was the very best of feelings, unbelievable was the word from so many, what were we witnessing. We had downed the Arsenal 2 nil in our first match in the Premier League and were top of the league. Incredible. Thomas our tutor clapped and smiled, if the Grand Union canal had run through the pitch it would have parted for him as he walked towards the North Stand. The West Stand was a sea of colour, mist and noise. Turn the lights out on it and it was the Royal Oak of 40 years before.

Knock Knock Premier League, it's Brentford at the door, we have wiped our feet and arrived. Thomas Frank and his newbie team of PL debutants are right at home. This was the very very best of days. Bournemouth was unreal, Swansea the end of a holy grail but this night was a sea of atmosphere that we drunk in and lapped up and ended up giddy walking along the A4 as the cars hooted in their dozens to make Brentford sound like Istanbul. Brentford put Arsenal on the seat of their pants with an upper cut and the old one two.

Nights like these don't come round very often, oh hang on a minute we have another 18 of these booked in over the next 9 months. What we are seeing is history being rewritten. The beauty is everyone is looking in from the outside is envious, we have something very special going on, team, management and crowd all as one. It's a very powerful formula. Friday the 13th Unlucky for some? Not if you were at Brentford and are Brentford, you feel the best is still to com
Have now read it.
Absolutely brilliant. Captures the emotion of a very special night.
Thank you Mick.
 

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From 'No Grass in the Clouds':
Brentford are who we thought they were. My question for the Bees coming into the season was, “How will this attacking style port over to a bigger league”? Against Arsenal, the answer was, “Well, if you combine it with set plays, then it might be pretty good”. This wasn’t a dominant win by any means -- they were treading water from the 30th minute through the second goal in the 73rd, getting outshot 12-1 over that stretch -- but they played well enough to win against one of the richest teams in the world. Also, shoutoutTomas Gronnemark, Brentford’s former throw-in coach.
 

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OK ok.. Yep if I did one for Morecambe away, then this one should squeak in.

Friday the 13th... Unlucky for some but not for the brave at heart or those without superstition. The Arsenal came across town to our new humble abode at the BCS. Like posh acquaintances we wanted to impress. It was a steamy humid mid summers evening and as the 16,000+ crowd approached Kew Bridge the hub bub and general matchday had a differing feel.
First day of term, new systems, new routines, but then the glimpse of an old familiar face, it was a sea of faces but it felt different but good if you know what I mean.
The wow factor walking in the ground was replaced by those that had done the friendlies with the knowing glances of 'it's good init' to those arriving in their seats for the first time. The atmosphere sizzled and crackled as expectation and excitement grew towards kick off. Hey Jude and the countdown began, this was a different rendition, you knew it was, throats were cleared and the noise swirled round as the hairs on the back of the neck went up. We were in it, the new ground, the Premier League, you and me, in it together and our Danish Head coach conductor Thomas Frank wanted to call the tune.

The game started, high octane, high intensity and head rush stuff and that was just the feeling pumping through our veins. Brentford started respectively like new Year 11's typified by Rico the first 7 minutes, like a jack in the box, he rushed then stopped looked at Pepe, tracked back, arm outstretched, on his toes like a kid on Christmas morning Rico was a mirror of us, excitable, but determined. In truth Arsenal passed and passed without looking dangerous, Smith-Rowe the floppy haired school boy look a like, socks rolled to shin pads, impressed but other than that, Pepe looked like a dis-interested left footed mercenary and Ben White a 50 million lottery winner playing football for the first time as part of his winnings. Arteta stroked his chin like the Thinker, but his game plan was and look was a little vacant.

We grew into the game, Norgaard toe in here, block in there and our Germanic machine Vitaly further forward in white boots, soft shoed shuffled forward. A first time hit from Mbeumo cracked against the upright to fluster the Gooners, Bryan was in gear this night. A poor clearance from Chambers and Sergi was RWB at left wing, old habits die hard, Sergi similar to his goal at Cardiff Boxing Day cut in to curl one but instead unleashed a cracker low to Leno's right, through the eye of a needle and the cacophony of sound exploded inside the stadium. A noise not heard since the 80's when Gary Roberts scored against Liverpool or Swansea in those milk cup ties in front of 17,000 crowds. It was delirium with a capital D. 1 nil Bees and Sergi slid like a matador in front of the South Stand with his team mates acting as the cloak. Ole and Vamos Sergi.

We then upped the intensity, Toney just bullied Ben White old pals at Peterboro, Ivan had his number, it was brutal flick on or hold up and drag out of shape, it was the stuff of nightmares for the new England man. 28 minutes in we remembered Rob Rowan and rightly so, I was fortunate to meet with his widow Suzanne over the summer and she can't believe that Brentford people continue to be so considerate towards the family, but we remember every Bee and Rob was the part of the foundations of this future. A part of this stadium is his, like the bricks and foundations. Mbeumo sped down the right and shot wide with his right as we finished the half breathless but in control.

Second half Arsenal passed with more speed Tierney crossed from the left, Balogun was a player with no bullets, Pontus, Ajer were pillars of our Community Stadium whilst Pinnock was a colossus with fleet of foot that took out three Gunners players on the left side. The South stand responded and like a Mexican wave we all stood to applaud.
Onyeke was up to speed, Frank the tank threw himself into tackles and showed the Dof's have snared another good un'. Raya palmed away a Smith Rowe turn and run.
Bakary Sako came on to a standing ovation, we stand for the right things in life and don't stand for the things that don't. All covered in 20 seconds, people power over words.

Ajer limped off but it was a fine debut from our Nordic signing, Mads Bech came on, a long throw in, Mads Bech sent it orbital, Pontus and Leno hugged each other like a last dance at the nightclub pre Covid, and the ball bounced like at the school playground up rose Norgaard like a leaping salmon and nodded it home. 2 nil and the roof newly built got it's second test of the night as the noise rattled against it.
2 nil and could we, will we, we all thought. Pepe turned up for once and clipped a Tierney pin point pull back to Raya's right. David made a spine tingling stop. As good as a goal. Raya was prime. Clean sheets sponsored by Lenor no doubt this year. A deal to be had.

The whistle went from Referee Oliver and we all cheered and then sung our hearts out as the players did a lap of honour. We all looked at each other, this was the very best of feelings, unbelievable was the word from so many, what were we witnessing. We had downed the Arsenal 2 nil in our first match in the Premier League and were top of the league. Incredible. Thomas our tutor clapped and smiled, if the Grand Union canal had run through the pitch it would have parted for him as he walked towards the North Stand. The West Stand was a sea of colour, mist and noise. Turn the lights out on it and it was the Royal Oak of 40 years before.

Knock Knock Premier League, it's Brentford at the door, we have wiped our feet and arrived. Thomas Frank and his newbie team of PL debutants are right at home. This was the very very best of days. Bournemouth was unreal, Swansea the end of a holy grail but this night was a sea of atmosphere that we drunk in and lapped up and ended up giddy walking along the A4 as the cars hooted in their dozens to make Brentford sound like Istanbul. Brentford put Arsenal on the seat of their pants with an upper cut and the old one two.

Nights like these don't come round very often, oh hang on a minute we have another 18 of these booked in over the next 9 months. What we are seeing is history being rewritten. The beauty is everyone is looking in from the outside is envious, we have something very special going on, team, management and crowd all as one. It's a very powerful formula. Friday the 13th Unlucky for some? Not if you were at Brentford and are Brentford, you feel the best is still to come!
F...K ME, I haven't read such an enjoyably post like this for ages. Good Stuff Man!
 

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Great start to a great season guys. For me, it would have been nice to see Saman play but I'm really happy overall. Saman has to fight harder. the players have done great, full of confidence blasting right out of the gate. This is what I like to see. I've been saying how much I like FC Porto's fierce playing style.. the way we played last night was getting closer to what I'd love to see from Brentford. Grinding to get the result we want. at times we were sitting back more, but it will get better as the season progresses. Congrats everyone.
I don't think you will see Saman that much this season other than cup games.
 

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Just back from the game and what an enjoyable experience it was. Very hoarse after the game but have recovered now. Since my brother lives only 10 minutes from LR was able to go back to his house and listen to the comments from Neville and the other guy. Neville "Bees bullied Arsenal without being a fouling team". Great to hear.

We probably now need only another 62 points to get into the Europa matches next season :) , Bring it on.
 

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The Crown in Stanwix on Scotland road - the head barmans dad was original BCF!
Wasn't that their main pub at some point ?. Possibly where Warren Aspinall made the infamous call to Wigans pub ??
 

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IMO he is behind Jensen Baptiste Da Silva (when fit) Janelt Norgaard and possibly Bidstrup.
I would agree if we are talking about him being used as an 8. This is obviously not his position and he was used there as we were desperate at points last season.

Personally, I believe there is a lot more to come from Saman. He has the quality no doubt - if you look at the Arsenal Ostersund game he is a gifted player and that doesn't disappear. A full pre-season, in better shape and hopefully being played in his correct position when Thomas decides to will see the best of him. If he can get back to his best he can be the player that can unlock teams. Also, consider how long we courted him.
 
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IMO he is behind Jensen Baptiste Da Silva (when fit) Janelt Norgaard and possibly Bidstrup.
opinions differ, which is completely fine, but I think differently of course. Every player has their pros and cons, but something that has stood out for me is Saman does get into positions in which he sometimes is completely free and can score but doesn't get passed to at all, and another is that Saman should be more selfish. his pros and cons to me. he can shoot but sometimes doesn't. But the discussion is pointless at the moment. The team played well overall, but what is most important to me is that the previous season, we started very well, but our mental form dropped immensely. I hope this will not be the case this season or we might be in trouble.
 

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I would agree if we are talking about him being used as an 8. This is obviously not his position and he was used there as we were desperate at points last season.

Personally, I believe there is a lot more to come from Saman. He has the quality no doubt - if you look at the Arsenal Ostersund game he is a gifted player and that doesn't disappear. A full pre-season, in better shape and hopefully being played in his correct position when Thomas decides to will see the best of him. If he can get back to his best he can be the player that can unlock teams. Also, consider how long we courted him.
Forgot FTT in that list no way can I see him playing much other than cups but we will see.
 

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The Crown in Stanwix on Scotland road - the head barmans dad was original BCF!

It’s probably changed since then. Now ‘upmarket’. Salt and Pepper Squid sounds nice, though :)

 

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I think we can definitely put to bed the notion that Brentford don’t turn up for the big games, after the last two competitive matches. The play-off final was possibly the highest pressure game we have faced and to then follow that up with the match with the greatest profile we have ever played in.

Friday’s game had so many factors - 1st PL game of the season, 1st full crowd at LR, 1st PL game with return of fans, live on Sky and high profile opposition and we delivered a top performance. In the past any one of those points could have seen a sub-par nervous display. Not this team though!

The fans also delivered a performance that will be difficult to surpass. A late Friday kick-off under the lights and everyone arriving early to enjoy the local hostelries probably played it’s part.

All in all a night and team that will live long in the memory.
 

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Here is your Saturday morning Fact Check courtesy of Untouchable (this is what dreams are made of edition):


  1. Jansson casually strolling into the Arsenal box and bullying Leno out of the picture for our second goal. Never mind Bernd Leno, Arsenal might have been better with Jay Leno in goal ✅
Make that Dan Leno.
 
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