Remember what I was saying yesterday about an unexpected and huge news story appearing out of the blue to give us something to talk about until Monday’s game at Villa? It happened. I wish I hadn’t said anything.
By now, all of you will be fully aware that we’ve lost Theo Walcott for 6 months through a large piece of misfortune. At times like these, there are many choices of word or phrases that are apt. For example, a Gooner reading the news for the first time might exclaim, “dash unfortunate all this business” or perhaps, “Shame, poor Theo“. After a few moments careful consideration, I came to the conclusion that only two very simple words serve to perfectly summarise the collective feeling amongst supporters of Arsenal:
Bloody typical, isn’t it. Just as things seemed to be progressing smoothly with injuries and a few of our notable absentees started to return from the wilderness, we lose a player as important to us as Theo for the rest of the season. It’s a huge blow for Theo, who is going to most likely have to watch from the sidelines when the World Cup begins. I don’t pretend to be all that enamoured by international football, but that’s just me. I’m sure travelling with England to Brazil meant the world to Theo.
With the news out there and public knowledge, most attentions have turned toward what Arsene Wenger will do now. Will our manager throw money at the problem and look to bring in a high quality player? It’s very likely he will, I believe. Before Theo’s unfortunate news, most folks I’ve spoken to would agree that reinforcements in attacking areas are needed. I’d say that is especially the case now.
There’s a long list of potential names being mentioned. Everyone from Diego Costa to Julian Draxler – the German international has already been impressed by our training facilities – are being singled out as the ideal man to come in and make our alleged striking deficiencies a thing of the past. And it’s only going to get worse. My advice would be simple; stay away from all the talk and just wait. We’ll see soon enough what happens, and if signing Mesut Ozil proved anything it’s that our manager now has the ability to surprise us all.
Of course, that injury means that the FA’s decision to not punish Walcott for his 2-0 gesture at the Spurs fans has gone unnoticed. I think it’s the correct decision, even if it does feel almost entirely irrelevant at this stage. Football is about banter, and I saw nothing other than that in Theo’s actions. I can understand why it caused Spurs’ supporters to get so angry, but I’m sure they’d have enjoyed it just the same as us had the situation presented itself for one of their players to do the same.
And that brings me nicely on to certain supporters. Certain fans have no place in football. I love my Club, but any Arsenal fan who responded to the taunts from our rivals yesterday with anti-semitic remarks has absolutely no place in football as far as I’m concerned. Any true football fan would be rightly disgusted with that sort of behaviour and I was pleased to see so many of our own jump on those remarks when they appeared on Twitter.
Hate like that has no place in life. Football is just a game. It means a lot and is important to all of us who dedicated our time to writing about/watching it, but it has to be fun – there has to be an element of enjoyment. When folks start using the game to spew intolerance and hatred, I’m always keen to remember that social media and my personal life has lead me to meet many, many interesting and friendly characters from all walks of life.
When confronted with such idiocy and despicable acts, I suggest you do the same. Focus on what good there is out there and don’t give the bad the time of day. Feeding oxygen to these cretins will only fuel their desire to act up. Ignore them, don’t give them an avenue in which to peddle their dross.
That’s all from me this morning, folks. Having had such a wonderful break from it all, I must return to work today. It’s a depressing notion, but it had to happen sooner or later. Until I return tomorrow, I shall finish by pointing towards the comments section. Drop me line in there with your thoughts for the day.
As always; thanks for reading, you beautiful bastards.
PS – Of all the odd things Twitter has shown me, I can now say I have my own copycats. Yes – there are now folks out there willingly pouring jam across themselves because I did it first. I’m unsure whether I should be proud or ashamed of this….
— Daniel Arsenal Cowan (@thedanielcowan) January 6, 2014
I guess I should be flattered.