Ed Aarons was at San Siro. His report is in. Here it is! Thanks for reading this MBM. Nighty night. Arsenal slip to 12th spot. At the halfway point, Liverpool are the only team still with a percent record. Only one big boy, PSG, would be eliminated if this thing were to end right now. Next up: Chelsea away. That should be a cracker. It was all Arsenal in the second half, but Inter hold on for a big win.
The sands of time doing a number on Arsenal now. What a story that would have been. Just the ticket for Inter as they try to run down the clock. The whistle immediately goes so the players can receive treatment. Pavard heads clear. This is a proper attack-versus-defence exercise now.
Bisseck, who along with Dumfries has been immense tonight, blocks. Just a bit too high. A decent effort conjured out of very little. Nwaneri and Zinchenko come on for Timber and Trossard.
The tension among the home supporters is palpable. Time for a quick cameo from the captain? Bisseck arrives from nowhere and deflects the ball wide, with Sommer beaten, his feet planted. Arsenal so close to an equaliser! Martinelli slaps it in from the left, Havertz clanks it out for a goal kick. Dumfries slices wide. Arsenal play on. But then they counter through Thuram anyway. Thuram has options, but dallies over the pass so long that Martinelli arrives to steal it off his toe.
Everyone suddenly on a rolling boil. Jesus has won it instead, though. Barella is booked for holding onto the ball, while Jesus follows him in there for attempting to punch it out of his hands. Grown men here! Try the Big Mac meal.
