Return of the Ginger Bread Man

First, The Puppeteer would like to apologize for the delay in posts. As football fanatics, a lot has gone on since the last piece about the Queens of Europe.

There has been the fall of the greats from the Champions League (by greats i mean Manchester United only, Manchester City on the other hand can go suck on a fish).

There has been the unveiling of statues in London, first Thierry Henry and most currently Tony Adams.

There has been the Flying Dutchman who has single handedly brought Arsenal up from 14th place to somewhere near 4th place, until they lost to Fulham at the Craven Cottage.

There has been rows of racism here and there. From the Kop to London. Middle fingers have been shown, inquisitions have been put through. Clubs have supported their players and hefty fines have been issued.

There has been the Christmas period, a true blessing of Premiership Football. Manchester United have gone from bad to worse in terms of injury. Make shift defenses of Evra, Carrick, Valencia and Da Silva. Midfields made of Ji Sung Park, Nani and Welbeck. And strike forces of a fading Chicharito and a resurgent Berbatov.

La Liga is shite, but then again I digress.

Stamford Bridge on the other hand has not only moved from being a mattress (former fortress) but it has further evolved into being a common lay for teams that have the confidence to look upon the age of the Chelsea squad.

We will not go into matters of Fernando Torres, simply due to the fact there is nothing home to write about.

Again, we will also not talk about Andy Caroll because we are yet to see if he can step up and perform when his Uruguayan team mate goes on his 8 game ban.

Tottenham on the other hand have struck gold. Two games in hand, a 4 goal difference over Chelsea and to think that they lost their first two games of the season 3-0 and 5-1 respectively to United and Man City.


Liverpool today will be hosted at the Etihad. Manchester City have gone 2 games without scoring. Their cookie is crumbling. The challenge has been put up. But you never know with the Premier League. You have to wait till the end of the 38th game in order to lift that trophy.

Then there is the curious case of David De Gea. He is the mole, he is the leak.

You may be wondering why this blog's title is "The Return of the Ginger Bread Man". Well the reason is in tribute to one of the greatest string pullers the premier league has ever seen; Paul Scholes. There was a time he was injured, and when he came back, it was as if he had never left. This then is what The Puppeteer looks up to, the return to blogging about football.