Way to go, Arsenal. You somehow managed to thrash Manchester City 5-1 and look like a bunch of clueless, delusional dorks doing it.
They say revenge is a dish best served cold, but nothing screams 'we're more insecure than Robert Sanchez's spot in Chelsea's first team' like theming your goal celebrations around Erling Haaland.
First up, Gabriel screamed in the giant Norse terminator's face after Arsenal's opener like a petulant nine-year-old who'd finally beaten his brother on FIFA.
Then Myles Lewis-Skelly recreated Haaland's 'meditation' pose after netting Arsenal's fourth, exuding the sort of unearned self-satisfaction that would make even James Corden cringe.
Sure, they were acts of vengeance after Haaland s***housed them in September, but they were also pettier than a Donald Trump Twitter tantrum, and proved that they're both about as thin-skinned as a soggy sausage roll.
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