Buckle up, there’s every chance we could be in for a long and tedious ride today. How many of you are fans of Lord of the Rings? I’m not. If pushed to choose one thing to liken Deadline Day to, I’d opt for that trilogy of films; interminable and a little bloody irritating.
Should Arsenal sign anyone today, I have absolutely no idea who it might be. Misinformation, speculation and warbling will be so rife today the making any sense of it all will be practically impossible. Deals may seem likely only to be cruelly snatched away at the last minute with seemingly no explanation. However, it’s just as likely something miraculous will materialise from thin air to shock each and every one of us to the core of our being.
Think of The Mesut Ozil transfer – a huge, fabulous deal done incredibly quickly. Such was the surprise of Arsene dropping his parsimonious approach to land a world-class player for a huge fee, the joy that accompanied was exaggerated ten-fold. We just didn’t see it coming and had to pinch ourselves many times just to ensure we weren’t tucked away in a land of slumber enjoying a rather wonderful dream.
The trouble with that is it has heightened expectation today. Folks out there are practically slobbering behind their computer terminals and over their portable devices for hope, information, gossip… Hell – anything that even remotely alludes to a deal occurring.
Today, I have vowed to not be one of them. Today, I shall be entertaining myself in a varied number of ways and having a peek at 11pm when the whole epic saga mercifully ends. I might suggest you do the same. We can’t possibly glean anything positive from working ourselves into a frenzy frantically updating Twitter. Those with hankerings for Internet traffic are certain to use the opportunity presented to drive as many hits as possible towards their sites. What you’ll get, if you succumb to the urge to have a gander, will be a relentless smorgasbord of tripe served with a fresh side order of bullsh*t. Whatever truth might be out there will be lost in a swirling whirlpool of drivel.
So, boys ‘n’ girls, let’s all just go outside and get some fresh air, cast aside our hopes and allow what will be to be. We can’t hope to affect the transfer dealings of the Club we love, nor can we benefit from apoplectic outbursts and petulant arguments amongst ourselves. Supporting and following a team should be a pursuit of joy – it is why I do all this, because of the joy it brings me. I see no joy in today. I see crushing disappointment and frustrated exchanges that only serve to place barriers between people. I see little or no point in it all.
I’m going to stay well away. Arsenal might sign someone. Arsenal may not sign anyone. To be frank, I’m past allowing the prospect of either to get to me.
That’s all for today, folks. The comments are below. Instead of discussing who and what we should do, why not take a moment to share with me and the other readers a moment from your Arsenal supporting life that filled you with joy.
As always; thanks for reading, you beautiful bastards.