As I’m sure you’re all fully aware by now; silly season is mere weeks away. That time of year when the ITKs come out from behind the shadows and aggregation sites are dominated with talk of rumour and wild speculation is nearly upon us.
Now, I’d be telling fibs if I claimed to despise transfer gossip. Every now and then, I quite like the soap opera of it all. Over the summer months, I’ll blog about it; players linked, players I like, the likelihood of stories possessing an iota of truth. However, there are times I find it painfully irritating and often more a case of hit mongering than actually trying to feed legitimate information to those that covet it the most.
Take this ‘You Spend We Spend’ campaign going around at the present. Perhaps I’m just a cantankerous bastard, but I find such things to be utterly pointless; more an exercise in shameless self-promotion than a genuine attempt to impact on Club policies. Also, when you consider Arsenal’s last permanent signing cost £42.5m, it does seem a little stupid.
At its core level, the campaign does contain valid, truthful points; football has become a marketable business and the fans almost a secondary concern. Those that dedicate their time to Arsenal should be treated better, they shouldn’t have to endure ridiculous ticket increases and certain people – the less affluent- appear to be being priced out of the game. I’m one of them.
The thing is, there’s nothing that can be done about it. Demand is so high amongst Arsenal fans for tickets that any large group refusing to attend matches will be replaced quickly. The Club doesn’t care who fills the seats as long as they’re filled.
Many people recall football’s ‘glory days’ of terraces, singing and reasonable prices before commercialism and The Premiership came to town. I fondly remember those days, but those days are gone and they’ll never come back. We can pine after them as much as we like, wish for a return but it is utterly pointless. I’ve seen countless supporters refer to themselves as ‘Old School AFC’ and they regularly harp on about a bygone period of time; like a divorced, recently re-married man still holding affection for a previous paramour.
I don’t dispute that perhaps those times were better, but they are the past. They hold only nostalgia, existing only in recollection. They can’t be revisited, they won’t reappear to better the current atmosphere of corruption and greed. They simply do not and can not exist ever again. Tradition is nothing more than a falsity of perception; tradition is security, and a secure mind is in decay.
What’s important to me is the present and the future. Football is about joy, banter and friendship for me. I don’t see the point in replacing any of those with bitterness, resentment and anger – no matter how bad things appear to have become. We all have the ability to choose what we do in life. No one person is forced into following a team by conscription or held and gun point.
The simple truth is; if you hate something that much, perhaps you should just stop doing it instead of putting all your energy into allowing it to cause you pain and anguish. Too much time amongst Arsenal’s online community is dedicated to fury and contempt. Where’s the joy amongst people gone?
But, hey – what the f**k do I know, right? I’m just an idiot with a website rattling on. I’ll leave the floor open to you, the delicious reader, and wait patiently to read what you might have to say on the subjects addressed -poorly – above. Take to the comments section and let me know what you think.
As always; thanks for reading, you beautiful bastards.