Wojciech, Robin, Mikel, Tomas, Andrey and Arsenal make big profit.

Greetings, salutations and awkward just-where-do-I-put-my-hands? hugs to each one of you. Today is a news bonanza, and it’s been a pleasure to read through uplifting and happy stories instead of the interminable anti-Arsenal dross the papers serve up with such jolly disregard when things go awry – although, some have…

Big Ted’s player of the month: February

I’ve noticed that I’m the only Arsenal blog to have a mascot. As there’s quite obviously something wrong with me upstairs, Big Ted – the aforementioned mascot – will be awarding The Armchair Gooner’s player of the month. For February, it’s Alex Oxlade-Chamberlain. His goals, assists and general ascent into…

Passion, drive, finesse, commitment; Now that’s what I call an Arsenal performance!

FA Premiership 26th February Arsenal 5 – 2 Tottenham Morning salutations, you glorious, joy-filled individuals. There was a point yesterday – around the 35 minute mark – where I was a dejected, forlorn figure contemplating having to write another blog post dripping with misery and disappointment. Spurs had managed to…

Preview: Arsenal Vs a bunch of irksome shite-bags with a twitchy, tax-evading manager whose name I don’t care to mention.

Good morning, folks. The big day is here. Are you feeling a little nervous? Whilst not overcome with terror, Butterflies are hovering about my insides and there is the occasional frenzy of gaseous activity in my underpants. I really, really want us to beat Spurs. Whilst in London last week,…

Andrey, Aaron, Laurent, Arsene, Freddie and early Spurs team news.

Good morning, you little delights. Every time the weekend comes, I think of the Happy Days theme tune. Ironically, the title of that programme isn’t exactly an apt description of current life as a Gooner. If only The Fonz could fix our problems the same way he fixes jukeboxes. “AYYEEE!”…

No news is good news? (Warning! This post is foolish and ill-conceived)

Howdy, cowboys and cowgirls. As Beth Orton once enchantingly sung on a track by the Chemical Brothers; “Where do I start, where do I begin?”. I do like that song… Well, the answer is nowhere. Out there in the vast, sprawling universe of Arsenal news, there’s nowt to be found…

Walcott for Sturridge? Astonishing £50 bid from Latvian milkman? Arshavin on loan? Balderdash! Hokum! Tosh!

Morning, scintillating perusers of this ridiculous little blog of mine. It’s been a slow couple of days for news. Slow to such an extent that I’m dangerously close to having nothing to talk about. I could mention that there’s a possibility Chamakh will miss out on Sunday’s big game against…