Morning, fellow Goonery lifeforms.
I find this time of year to be inexorably dull. I’m sure you do too. Some of you fine folks may very well be looking forward to watching the Euros, perhaps cheering on your respective nations – if present – or simply indulging in the plethora of televised games in a short space of time.
I’ll watch the Euros. I’m sure they’ll be a few highlights, and I’ll look out for one or two of the players linked with Arsenal. Other than that, my interest is limited, and I find it to be impossible to cheer on my national team when John Terry represents them. Not that I would if he didn’t. Patriotism isn’t one of my virtues. Club football is where my true love lies.
It’s because of that I find this period in the football calendar so testing. Sure, there’s plenty of intrigue to go around. Pondering “who will we sign?” fills my head with potential starting line-ups and a renewed optimism for the season’s start. But it hardly compensates for the loss of my beloved Arsenal’s regular fixtures.
Of course, losing that regularity of games invariably directly affects the humble blogger’s selection of topics. The following months will be awash with speculation; dripping with spewed and spurious ‘exclusives’, the sole purpose of which is to pray on the clamouring masses and their urge to be informed. Player’s will be linked, stories of dispute and stalled negotiations will jostle for position with idle and contrived rumour.
And it’s us Gooners that always seem to get it the worst. Not a summer passes these days with us having to endure interminable speculation regarding our top players. Vieira, Henry, Fabregas, Nasri, Cole, Flamini, Hleb, Petit, Overmars, Anelka… The list of drawn-out and exasperating transfers is almost endless. This summer is shaping up to be no different.
Like you, I want the saga of Robin van Persie’s future to be sorted out without complication. I want haste, I want a swift and comprehensive resolution. We are yet to be offered anything more than a few tid-bits of fact, a wealth of arduous, bewildering mis-information and the peddling of unsubstantiated drivel. It’s going to be a couple of months that could pass for an eternity.
When the dust settles, when that first glorious game of the new season is upon us; the only thing certain to still be at Arsenal is us. Players will come, players will go. Some players may fester in the reserves having been unable to secure moves elsewhere. Whatever the outcome with Robin, whatever he choses; he is just a player. We, the fans, are Arsenal. We will remain.
Thanks for reading today, you beautiful bastards. The comments are below, and they duly await your views and opinions. You can keep up with my blathering on Twitter @_ArmchairGooner
Apologies for the rambling nature of today’s entry. I felt like simply free-writing for a change. Tomorrow, I shall ensure you’ve a news-filled extravaganza…
Lastly today, the folks at Rock ‘n’ Roll Football politely asked my to point you guys in the direction of a video feauturing Ian Wright, and regarding the European Champinships.
Here’s a brief description, and a link to the video:
Ian Wright is thought of as many things; a legendary footballer, excitable pundit and talismanic leader of men but rarely a thoughtful poet.
This video produced by Absolute Radio portrays our man in a light never seen before.
Give it a whirl.