There isn’t much out there today in the way of Arsenal news. Last night I was preparing my column for Arsenal Vision (which will go up today) so I’ve precious little time left this morning to scribe for you.
However, I made a promise to ensure that I post everyday, and post everyday I shall. Below is a little piece I wrote during the past summer about Tomas Rosicky. With his recent contract extension and resurgence in form, I thought it would be pertinent to open a discussion regarding my thoughts. I’ve always loved the little guy, I’ve always believed he had something to offer the team.
Have a read:
The diminutive Czech playmaker has probably been the biggest disappointment I’ve experienced in an Arsenal shirt. Not because he lacks ability or talent, not because I anticipated someone else arriving in his place, but because I’m an unabashed fan and he hasn’t delivered enough of the talent he patently has in spades.
The reason primarily is the misfortune of his injury and the complications that kept him out for some 18 months. During the 2006 World Cup he looked the player I recall – a cunning little bastard on the ball with a ferocious, thunderbolt of a shot. When he arrived at the Emirates for what I thought was an absolute steal – £7 million from Dortmund – I was ecstatic.
His form was good in his debut season and he bagged a couple of belting goals in the Champions League and a decent double at Anfield in the cup. His progression continue and I thought more and more we wouldn’t miss the brilliant Robert Pires who departed, leaving Rosicky his No7 shirt.
Then came that injury, and the rest is a case of what could have been. The Tomas Rosicky we see now shows occasional little glimpses of his talent, but for the most part appears a shadow of that player I was certain would become as big a legend as the previous incumbent of his shirt. As his form dropped off, the goals soon stopped coming as well.
Yet, I still believe in him and wouldn’t be one of those calling for his immediate sale. He has traversed a tumultuous road during his career as a Gooner and deserves his share of fortune more than most. He’s still a brilliant little player on the ball, he still has that thumping shot on him, and with a little fortune to smile on him, he could yet prove a valuable member of the squad.
Thanks for reading, you beautiful bastards. You know where the comments are, use ’em!
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