Transfer window: Premier League team-by-team guide

Our football writers run the rule over the possible ins and outs for the final day of the January transfer window

Arsenal

What they wanted Cover up front and at left-back. The squad’s reliance on Robin van Persie is well documented and neither of his deputies, Park Chu-young and Marouane Chamakh,, who is away at the Africa Cup of Nations, has so far shown himself to be capable. Due to injuries, Arsene Wenger has not named a recognised full-back in his starting line-up since 6 December.

What they got Thierry Henry on loan from the NY Red Bulls until 16 February, with an option for him to stay until 26 February, which the Red Bulls hold. It has been emotional to see Henry back in the shirt and the first of his three substitute appearances to date saw him score the winner against Leeds in the FA Cup

D-Day moves? Anyone hoping for a big-name buy, and that includes many of the players, should be braced for disappointment. David Hytner

Ins Thierry Henry (New York Red Bulls, loan); Thomas Eisfeld (B

André Villas-Boas seeks quick cure for Chelsea’s homesick blues

Poor form at Stamford Bridge and inconsistency have damaged the west London side’s title challenge, probably beyond repair

André Villas-Boas’s diagnosis was brutally honest. Chelsea have not written off a title challenge just yet, their faith fuelled by the stumbles being endured by some of those above them, but there is an acceptance that, up to now, they have hindered themselves. They have not been what they once were. “What other teams see in our run of results is inconsistency,” said the Portuguese. “That has been our cancer this season. We are up and down, perhaps not in terms of performances but definitely in terms of results.”

This campaign has been littered with false dawns. Whenever Chelsea have threatened to inject real momentum and conviction into their challenge, they have stuttered. Their toils last month summed up the season to date: a victory over Manchester City that should have inspired was followed by a wasteful draw at Wigan; an encouraging performance at Tottenham Hotspur was undermined when Fulham and Aston Villa of lower mid-table were not subsequently beaten. Too many opportunities have been passed up. That the leaders are only 11 points clear of Chelsea feels surprising.

A visit of Sunderland, even a side whose confidence is bolstered by the Martin O’Neill effect, might normally represent a chance for the London club to reimpose themselves, but it now has the propensity to induce trepidation. It is the vulnerability at Stamford Bridge, an arena that used to feel impregnable, that has been most striking over the last 13 months and the Wearsiders, then under Steve Bruce, were the first to expose that fragility. Back in November 2010 they had arrived with memories of shipping seven in south-west London the previous season still fresh, only to deflate the locals with a 3-0 success that sent Chelsea hurtling head-first into Carlo Ancelotti’s often quoted “bad moment”.

That proved the first of five home defeats suffered in 23 matches, the last of which was endured against Aston Villa on New Year’s Eve. It is a sloppy record made all the more damning by the fact that only three league games had been surrendered in the previous 120, dating back to José Mourinho’s arrival in 2004. Dominance at home is so often used as a springboard, yet Chelsea have imploded too often where once they only thrived. That has hurt Villas-Boas most of all. Had Fulham and Villa been beaten, as the manager had convinced himself they would be in the wake of a series of away draws, Chelsea would be only six points from the top today.

There is a theme that runs through each of the three losses suffered at home this term; the hosts have ended up chasing victories in matches they believed had swung their way only to suffer on the break in the closing stages. Against Liverpool and Arsenal, Chelsea had clawed back deficits and sensed their opponents were wounded.

Villa might have been content to settle for the point they held, only to bite twice on the counter. Certainly, each of the visitors benefited from the home side’s willingness to over-commit, leaving a defence which is not as watertight as it was exposed and eventually exploited.

The ongoing pursuit of Gary Cahill, who should provide more resilience at the back, is a reflection of uncharacteristic weaknesses this season, though the manager’s defence of David Luiz and José Bosingwa, two perceived as the most error-prone, is unflinching.

“David is going to be one of the greatest central defenders in the world,” said Villas-Boas. “Why? Because of his characteristics: technical ability, anticipation and speed. I think he’s played fantastically well here, but sometimes people have misconceptions and a player has to carry that stamp for the rest of his life.” The observations of television pundits continue to infuriate the Portuguese.

“If everybody had perfect games, media pundits would have no jobs as there’d be no one to criticise. They’d have to find jobs in professional football, which is a little bit harder.”

Yet it is not only in defence that Chelsea have been found wanting. For long periods against Fulham and Villa, the home side had appeared aimless and devoid of zest and imagination, anxiety spreading from the stands to the players on the pitch. Even Portsmouth of the Championship held them until the interval on Sunday. It is on occasions such as these that the failure to secure a Luka Modric-type playmaker who can infiltrate mass defence and illuminate an occasion is felt so keenly. Games need not be chased if opponents are unpicked early and overrun.

Instead, Chelsea have been left all the more reliant upon Ramires’s energy through the middle and Daniel Sturridge’s eagerness on the flank, while forever trying to bring the intelligent Juan Mata into play. Those are fine weapons to have, but too often all three need to click for the team to prosper.

The manager will hope the late win at Wolves can at least inject confidence into the ranks to help kickstart a run of victories that will thrust the west London club closer to contention.

“We have a job to do to prove people are wrong to write us off,” said Villas-Boas. “We have to do that with actions on the pitch, not with words.” Starting against Sunderland he must pluck consistency from the ether if Chelsea are to trouble the leaders.

ChelseaAndré Villas-BoasPremier LeaguePremier League 2011-12SunderlandDominic Fifieldguardian.co.uk

Never-say-die John Terry ignores brickbats and does what he does best

John Terry gave a good impression of the heroic captain as he left his off-field troubles behind him at White Hart Lane

The scene at the end was the perfectcliché of the never-say-die, heroic captain. One point in the bag and another seemingly made, John Terry sauntered towards the band of Blues, peeled off his shirt and waded bare-chested over the advertising hoardings to hand his Chelsea jersey to one of his disciples. As he walked away, he banged his fist on his heart.

In Planet Terry, the vignette represented how fond he is of a performance that reeks of his own determination to tackle adversity head on. But the problem with Planet Terry is that there is no place for the kind of subtlety that would better suit his current circumstances. As Liverpool discovered with their T-shirt idea, the rest of the world does not always appreciate bravado in times of controversy.

Mind you, keeping his head down has never been part of his approach during an eventful 13-year career. And besides, do the boos hurt? Do the chants cut deep? Does the microscope burn? It has never appeared that way, and few players are as efficient at erecting a force field that such stuff bounces off. What wounds John Terry is losing, conceding goals, straining to be half the player he was in his pomp.

Brickbats have seldom seemed to bother him half as much as his detractors would like. And there were many, here at White Hart Lane, many and varied.

Not for the first time Terry found himself under special scrutiny, with his on-pitch performance analysed for signs of any stress emanating from the unnattractive headlines he currently commands following the CPS announcement that he will stand trial for alleged racist abuse.

From the moment he emerged into the spotlight he did what he always does, presenting a devil-may-care attitude. He evidently wants the world to know that whatever happens outside the pitch stays on the other side of the white line and so he sprinted towards the Park Lane, puffed his chest out, patted his badge and saluted the Chelsea contingent. Of course, Terry was the subject of some toxic hostility. But he gave the unmistakable impression that his worst moment came when he was exposed for footballing, rather than any other, limitations.

Eight minutes into this compelling encounter he heard nothing but white noise. Terry was caught dawdling as Tottenham broke down the left. Emmanuel Adebayor was his man. Terry was in front of him. Yet as Gareth Bale’s cross skidded over, Chelsea’s captain slowed up just as Adebayor anticipated keenly. The difference in sharpness between the two men helped to give Spurs the lead.

Tellingly he recovered from that to put in the kind of performance that had his manager purring and reflecting how, perversely, Terry has increased his levels since “the incident”. His leadership was evident as he took charge of a reshuffled defence. Early in the second half his yen for goals in circumstances such as this rose again as he thumped a header on target.

In stoppage time he blocked what would have been an Adebayor match-winner. The scale of insults aimed at him fluctuated during the game from the kind of ordinary rudeness he might expect every week, via observations about his family’s misdemeanours to some inevitable insinuations concerning his upcoming court appearance. The idea of arming stewards with headcams to guard against the most unacceptable of behaviour in the stands was not entirely successful. But as an idea it makes one wonder whether some bright spark could come up with a tiny device that footballers themselves could wear, armband-cam, for example, which might clarify instances of abuse on the pitch for all to see.

The visiting support reacted to the Terry baiting with an array of supportive songs. Then they changed tack and decided to pick at Tottenham, pointing out in a none too complimentary way: “You stupid bastards, you burn your own town.”

But it was a measure of how Chelsea’s players responded that the Terry-ometer soon quietened down. Once his team drew level through Daniel Sturridge, both sections of the crowd felt compelled to acknowledge that a football match broke out. Terry has plenty of previous when it comes to getting on with the job while extra-curricular shenanigans shadow his every move. If anything, history shows he uses moments of adversity as fuel to his fire.

There were match-winning performances for Chelsea after revelations about his liaison with Wayne Bridge’s girlfriend, and after his father made tabloid headlines for selling cocaine in an Essex bar. There was a goal for his country after he missed a penalty in the Champions League final. There was a composed defensive performance and clean sheet after he was stripped of the England captaincy.

Not that it always works. A couple of months ago against Arsenal, in his first appearance after the allegations of racism against Anton Ferdinand were put under investigation, he ended up floored, as a calamitous mistake paved the way for a humiliating defeat.

And that is what appears to stick in his craw more than the worst from any loudmouth.

John TerryChelseaTottenham HotspurAmy Lawrenceguardian.co.uk