Morning boys ‘n’ girls.
The news is everywhere. Unless you’ve spent the previous 24 hours submerged in water, unconscious or repeatedly masturbating in an impenetrable fall-out shelter (that’s usually the excuse I use), you certainly will have seen the reports of Arsenal agreeing personal terms with Gonzalo Higuain.
Reportedly, supposedly, allegedly or however you chose to say it: Real Madrid’s prolific Argentine forward has said a resounding “Yes!!” to the contract proposed by Arsenal. Set to make him the Club’s highest earner on £130k-per-week, and to run the course of 4 years, if true, the figures represent a change in our previously parsimonious policies.
My initial thoughts were of unbridled joy. Higuain is undoubtedly an excellent forward. As it stands, our strike force lacks someone of his calibre, and he is exactly the kind of “marquee” signing fan have long been clamouring for. I wouldn’t think to immediately use his proposed arrival as a means of saying I’ve thought Giroud is shit all along (some have done this) because I do not. I like Giroud, but he can’t lead the line by himself. Every top-class club has options in its attack, and Arsenal need to do the same.
If true, the deal represents both a excellent signing, and a marker that shows our intent to compete with the big spenders for some of that delicious and elusive silverware.
But that’s were the issue comes in – the “if” part. At no point during my perusal of the many, many reports have I seen anything other than speculation. Yes – I agree that there isn’t smoke without fire, but at the same time I believe in nothing until I see concrete evidence. At this precise moment in time, there is none.
Recall the events of last summer’s market. Yaan M’Vila’s transfer to Arsenal was a certainty according to lots of people. The French midfielder had somewhere in the region of 56 medicals at London Colney over the course of a couple of months. Ultimately, that all turned out to be off the mark. Perhaps his off-the-pitch shenanigans proved to be the deal’s downfall, but regardless of why it didn’t happen, it didn’t happen (funnily enough, it’s all of a sudden being reported we are again interested in M’Vila, who’s now at Rubin Kazan).
And that brings me nicely back to a point I’ve made before; until he is on the official website holding a shirt with his name on the back, nothing is certain. He could do everything but sign on the dotted line, only to be assassinated by an ill-tempered badger proficient enough with weaponry to use small arms. An illustrious second party might crash the party at the last minute, leaving Dick Law’s face perpetually etched with a look of bemusement. Or he might simply have a change of heart.
All we have is a widely reported tale that comes with little in the way of proof. It shouldn’t go without saying that certain outlets have ran articles in which Higuain’s agent denies there has been any sort of agreement struck, even if those in question are not as reputable as the ones that feature the opposing story.
With absolute sincerity, I hope that the transfer comes to fruition. I know I must come across as a pessimistic gloomy-guts just waiting for something bad to happen so I can point my finger at the optimists and say,
– “Ha! You mugs, I told you so…”
But I assure you that is not the case. Arsenal securing the services of world-class, influential footballers is of paramount concern. Absolutely, without question that is what I want to see. I simply refuse to become too enamoured with any ideas until I actually do see them.
That’s all for today, folks. The big question for the comments is an obvious one; how much do you believe the reports are true? Are you convinced? Are you dubious? Let me know.
I shall return with more tomorrow. Until then, and as I always say; thanks for reading, you beautiful bastards.