If you’ve not already heard/seen the news, Sky Sports News yesterday ran with a story regarding Arsenal announcing a record breaking deal within 48 hours. As the story broke around 6pm yesterday, and it’s now 9am, that leaves the clock at 35 hours. Or perhaps less depending on when you’re reading this…
Such news sent the gossipers into a frenzy. “Who could it be?” the masses frantically screamed in expectation. “Jesus Christ? Chuck Norris? The freaksih result of blending Gervinho’s DNA with a cat? Gonzalo Higuain?” Maybe, just maybe, Arsene and the Board are intent on showing ambition by laying down a marker that’ll reverberate around Europe.
The most likely answer in none of the above – pity, I’d love to see Chuck Norris patrolling the midfield – and in truth it isn’t a player at all, but the confirmation of our new sponsorship/kit deal with Puma. The whole thing is simply an epic ruse from Sky to ensure fans hoping for some good news regarding player recruitment remain glued to their channel for as long as possible. They are not not exactly distorting the truth, but reporting it in such an ambiguous manner it’s bound to attract the wrong impression. It’s done entirely on purpose, too.
I could be wrong, and we could be in for a huge surprise, but I doubt it. As much as I’d love something truly sensational to materialise from nowhere, these days not many rumours manage to stay hidden for too long. Given the amount of hogwash branded around tabloids and social media, surprises are very few and far between.
But hey – such is the time of year.
Without the glorious feast of football on offer during Autumn, Winter and Spring, the Summer (Is it right to capitalise seasonal names? It doesn’t look right in lower case…) months will be awash with speculation and falsified hit-hutning tales.
And on that note, I’m going to have to insist upon going about my daily business. I’ll leave you with my obligatory nod towards to comments section; may you kindly take a few moments out of your schedules to empty whatever might be rattling around that delightful head of yours. It’s always a pleasure to read few. Even when I’m being lambasted for the silliest of things.
I shall return with something more substantial tomorrow. Until then; thanks for reading, you beautiful bastards.