The Furious Anger of Moe Szyslak and Mrs Doubtfire

So, at first glance, Saturday's Premier League results were a fairly innocuous bunch of routine wins and mundane draws. But to think that that was the end of it would be a bit of a mistake, because if this past weekend's games seem to have provoked one thing, in the manager's at least, then its anger. Lots and lots of lovely red-faced, fist-shaking anger. Firstly, David Moyes had a nice little rant about all the thing that David Moyes normally has a nice little rant about. Basically, in Moyes' yellow-cartoon man-bartender head, all referees get together on a Friday evening and decide how they can screw Everton over. This week it was centred on a Vincent Kompany tackle that put Tim Cahill out of the game. The tackle, to be fair, a pretty bad late stamp on Cahill's shin and Kompany probably should have been sent off. Moyes' eloquent description of events was that 'the lad's done him there' and he insinuated that the tackle was purposeful. Now, as i said, it was a bad one, but to me, suggesting that a professional footballer set out to intentionally hurt or injure another player is a pretty serious allegation. So its just as well that most people seem to have dismissed Moyes' comments as the enraged rantings of a man on the edge, which is understandable really.

Most humorous among the hot-headedness (its a word now) was the dismissal, on Saturday, of one Fernando Torres. 10 minutes after opening the scoring against Swansea, Fernando decided he was better off deployed as a Roy Keane-esque midfield general  and went in with both sets of studs up on Swansea's Mark Gower. The best thing about this moment of madness was that it happened not in a danger area, it didn't prevent a goal scoring opportunity, but it took place on the touchline, by the halfway line. An area of the pitch that should definitely see more potential shin-breakers.

Rant of the weekend, however definitely goes to Neil Warnock, not for his attack on ref Michael Oliver for turning down two penalty claims, but his take on the sending off of his own left-back, Armand Traore for a pretty reckless tackle. Along with accosting Traore as he left the pitch for a motivational chat, and branding him 'thick', 'naive' and 'a disgrace' in a post-match interview, Warnock has vowed to hijack some of his defender's hard-earned thousands and 'fine him as much as I can'. Ouch. As much as he annoys the piss out of me, I wouldn't want to be Armand turning up for training this morning.

So, pretty routine wins for Chelsea, City, Spurs and Liverpool then, a turning point/stay of execution for Arsene, and a point away at Stoke for Man Utd which really isn't the worst thing in the world what with Rooney and Chicharito absent. And just the 39 yellow and 5 red cards over the 9 games. Oh and I nearly forgot to mention a first win of the season for the sleeping giant that is Plymouth Argyle. 2 points off safety now, not bad for a team with a midfielder and goalie as the management team.