OPINION: If Arsenal don't win the Premier League this season, it will be all down to Mikel Arteta, who is repeating the same mistake Jose Mourinho made
Mikel Arteta, Manager of Arsenal, reacts during the Premier League match between Arsenal and Bournemouth at Emirates Stadium
Mikel Arteta is ruining Arsenal(Image: Getty)
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There was a time, not so long ago, when watching Arsenal was a genuinely frictionless experience. It was high-sheen football: a team playing with a physical swagger that prompted even the most cynical neutral to offer an affirming nod. "Yeah, fair play. They're pretty good."
But as the final stretch of the 2025/26 season pulls into view, Arsenal's coronation has curdled into a slow, rhythmic funeral march. The swagger has been replaced by a visible, full-body limp and whatever slickness they once had has been gunged up by a grey sludge of "dark arts" and tactical paralysis.
If you're looking for a culprit in this slow-motion collapse, don't look at the players. Look no further than the technical area - at a man currently vibrating with enough nervous energy to power the entire North London grid.
It isn't Arsenal who are bottling it. It's Mikel Arteta.
Earlier this season, the Gunners were the best in the land, bar none. They outplayed opponents most of the time, and when they couldn't, they out-battled them. But somewhere along the line, Arteta got spooked. He looked at the narrowing gap at the top and decided that instead of sprinting for the finish line, he'd try to crawl there behind a riot shield.
Cue a joyless descent into the aesthetic abyss.
Now, we're watching world class athletes treat a 40th-minute throw-in like a complex piece of performance art, and play-act with the operatic despair of silent movie stars. Corners are no longer chances - they're life rafts, scourged like loose change down the back of a sofa. It's "Pulis-ball" with a Spanish accent and more expensive hair product.
It's a shift so cynical that it's sent a devastating subconscious message to his squad: The manager no longer trusts you to outplay the opposition.
Declan Rice reacts during Arsenal's defeat to Bournemouth
Arsenal's cynicism has handcuffed them and blown the title race wide open
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We have, of course, seen this psychodrama before. Cast your minds back to the 2013/2014 season. Jose Mourinho - the grandmaster of the cynical defensive clinch - returned to Chelsea and found himself in a three-horse race with Manchester City and Liverpool. He promptly started calling his team a "little horse" that still needed to learn how to jump.
He thought he was being clever, a Machiavellian genius shedding the weight of expectation. Instead, he sucked the oxygen right out of the dressing room. His players began to believe the propaganda. “Actually, maybe the boss is right. Maybe we aren't ready.” They duly finished third, dropping points to relegation-stragglers while Mourinho poked at the embers of his own self-fulfilling prophecy.
Arteta is singing from the same hymn sheet. By pivoting to such a constrained, terrified method of football, he's choking the life out of his own creation. Arsenal have been neutered. The rhythm has been drained out of the side, replaced by a tactical straightjacket that is clearly beginning to chafe.
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Jose Mourinho infamously claimed Chelsea were a "little horse" in the 2013/14 title race - and it cost them(Image: No credit)
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You only have to look at Arteta himself to see where the rot starts. On the touchline, he's become a portrait of pure, unadulterated, 4K-resolution stress. He's hyperactive, he's snarling at fourth officials, he's micromanaging every blade of grass.
And no, that isn't passion - it's panic. And that panic is contagious. When their leader looks like he's one bad VAR call away from a literal meltdown, it's impossible for the players to maintain any sense of zen.
Arteta is a brilliant tactician, an architect who built this machine from the ground up. But he's spent the last few months meticulously rolling a coat of joyless, prison-grade grey paint over his own masterpiece.
If the Premier League title does indeed slip through Arsenal's fingers, it won't be because the players lacked the lungs or the legs to reach the summit. It will be because they were led by a man who looked at a Ferrari and decided what it really needed for the final stretch was the handbrake firmly engaged and a set of heavy-duty mud flaps.
Arteta on the touchline
Arteta cuts a nervous, desperate figure on the touchline, which cannot be helping his players
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The final irony is that in his desperate attempt to eliminate risk, Arteta has invited the greatest risk of all: the total calcification of his team's spirit.
By obsessing over the "dark arts" and the drabness of the percentages, he has effectively told a group of world-beating talents that their talent is a liability, an unnecessary variable in his quest for a controlled, joyless 1-0 win.
The history books should be clear about where the fault lies if Arsenal fully keel over. It won't be found in a missed sitter, an ill-timed injury crisis or a VAR controversy - but rather in the frantic, hyperactive shadow-boxing of the man in the black turtleneck.
Arteta has turned a team of thoroughbreds into the world's most expensive, most well-drilled and most terrified little horses. And as Jose Mourinho could have told him 12 years ago, little horses don't win titles - they just eventually stop jumping altogether.
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