Relax. Have a yoghurt.
Sounds like a morose title. It isn’t. Think of it more as me adopting an air of caution to what I write. It is excellent that Wigan defied expectation to knock Man City out of the FA Cup and, undoubtedly, the competition is a genuinely fantastic opportunity to bag some silverware. However, that great chance at glory is going to bring with it tremendous pressure.
We all know how much the media love to build up the chances of an underdog. Coupled with how much they appear to revel in Arsenal’s failure, we can expect tension and such to be ramped up several notches in the weeks leading up to the game – think; dials being turned to ’11′. Continue reading
“Booing Ozil?! Nice work, guys…”
There is a pep to my step brought about my the onset of warmer climes. Whilst Spring and Summer may not be upon us yet, the scent is in the air, wafting across the wind pleasantly like the sensation of passing a decent burger joint at 3 in the morning. I hate the cold, you see; I’m not built for it and become less-than-enamoured by the concept of moving from the warmth. Cold breeds indolence in me.
Warmer temperatures mean more time for blogging as I’ll be inclined to sleep less. Those of you that have stuck with this site throughout the winter should see some improvements and small changes across the upcoming months.
The news out there seems mostly focused on as much negative spin that can be put on Mesut Ozil’s current ‘plight’ – for want of a better word. I’m sure our German friend himself would admit that his form isn’t where he would like it to be and he’s had a few bad games recently. Continue reading
There’s some extra bits of news today I thought, seeing as I have a little burst of free time, I’d share with you, if you’ve not already read of the events (you most probably have).
Firstly, the injury curse that has struck Arsenal with such maddening regularity has once again reared its hideous face and removed Jack Wilshere from the team. Whilst on utterly pointless international duty with England, Jack sustained a hairline fracture to the navicular bone in his left foot and is expected to miss the next 6 weeks of football, a spell that sees us face several very important fixtures. Continue reading
The England game quickly took its toll on the viewer
Last night saw international friendlies. Not just your bog-standard friendly match, no, utterly pointless ones 3 days before we play an FA Cup quarter-final with Everton. The Football Association in England certainly seem to take great pride in choosing the most inconvenient and moronic time for schedule a fixture.
I didn’t watch any of the events last night as they unfolded, I invariably don’t take much interest in the fortunes of my national team. Aside from the World Cup, which occasionally whets my footballing whistle, watching nations face-off against each other in the beautiful game bores me senseless. Of paramount concern in the eyes of yours truly is that no Arsenal player returns from duty with an injury and it looks at this stage to be the case.
Signing your life away…
My absence yesterday was due to preparations for the latest Goonersphere Podcast, but luckily my little Scottish friend, Dyllan Munro, was on hand to fill in with with his unique brand of hilarity and unquenchable rage. Big thank you to Dyllan and be sure to keep an eye out as he will be guesting again for me in the future.
Right, without further ado; Arsenal stuff.
It seems there has been an explosion of news about contracts in recent weeks. Previously, much debate has raged between Arsenal fans surrounding the merits of Bacary Sagna and Arsene Wenger and their proposed extensions. Elsewhere, John Henry at Liverpool has opted to make public his bizarre admissions regarding the release clause that, according to his own words, did exist in Luis Suarez’s contract. Liverpool may have set an alarming precedence by choosing to completely ignore such a thing.
Any Suarez deal is a thing of the past and the chances of us purchasing him are long gone. Whilst not entirely legal as I understand, in an environment where players can force moves at their will there is a part of me that agrees with the stance taken by Liverpool; they didn’t wish to sell a vitally important player and simply chose not to do so. Continue reading
X marks the tw*t
It is a question that has plagued us since Mourinho entered into the nations gaze and began polluting the very air we breathe. Although he has existed since before Time, Mourinho waited until recently to expose his monumental talent for suffering. Devoid of any real qualities he was soon rumbled and fled to Italia. However he awakened from his oligarch imposed slumber and now sits atop his throne masturbating over quote seeking journalists and cancer victims. Is he however, humanities biggest ever bastard? The other contenders must be examined. Continue reading
Arsenal fans took their expressions of rage to dangerous lengths…
As you might imagine, the Stoke defeat is still firmly sticking in the throat of many. Losing is one thing, it happens, but when the display is so toothless and inept at a time it needed to be anything but, you can understand why the folks out there are so angry.
Anger and frustration are understandable. When that transfers into hatred and bile, and our fans take to bickering amongst one another, I find it’s a good idea to step away from it all. Why waste your time with people who seem more eager to point you towards the supposed failings of others than they do with supporting their team? It’s a waste of time, folks.
Focus amongst my peers and collaborators has been on the fixture with Everton at the weekend. Continue reading
“I’m sorry, come again…”
Apologies for the lateness of today’s entry. Many things have conspired together to prevent my usually punctual posts. To list the many reasons would be pointless. I could, but I’m not going to. Suffice to say I have my reasons, none of which are especially valid.
News today is a baffling bunch of balderdash and delight. Most of what you read is utter tripe. It’s the silly headlines that are designed to lure you in that get me. We all know what’s on the other side of that link is likely to be complete lies, yet we still click away regardless. I’m as guilty as anyone of this, only to find the link takes me to Caught Offside, meaning I have to very sharply exit that site and then head to the shower to wash away any particles of tripe I may have been infected with.
I purposely used one of those headlines for my title today, albeit an incredibly stupid variety of that which I lament. Why? Continue reading
Another delicious episode.
It the name of quickness, I’m going to use today’s blog to point you in the direction of the latest Goonersphere Podcast. It was an immensely enjoyable show and joining Daniel Cowan and me are:
Kris (@AFCfreddie8). Continue reading
- “You, yes, YOU. Pay attention”
I have a terrible migraine. My head feels like there is extensive, noisy repair being conducted inside using loud power tools and hammers. Lots of bloody hammers, hammering things. Thud. Thud. Thud. I did sit through the new RoboCop film last night and I wasn’t especially impressed with what I saw. Perhaps my love for Paul Verhoeven’s original was such that my body has rejected the remake by giving my an awful f**king headache.
Because of my throbbing cranium, my post today will be almost to the point of being criminally short. Given that glorious Arsenal news is agin at a premium, I don’t feel I’m letting my loyal readership down. Both of you will, doubtless to say, be understanding. Continue reading