Today’s entry shall be brief. It’s too damn hot here to do anything. Even a task that consumes as little energy as typing is causing me to sweat. I don’t especially enjoy sweating unless there’s a very attractive woman in the vicinity.
I’ve also decided I’ve had enough of all this transfer madness. There once was a time speculation titillated me. It was enjoyable to discover the odd rumour and imagine the effect the player in question could have on the team. Now, I’m sick of wading through tripe to find something I think might possess an iota of truth.
As it stands, Suarez isn’t going to leave Liverpool, because Brendan Rodgers says he isn’t. A bid in the region of £40m might force him to revise that statement. Who knows? Our other supposed ‘target’, Gonzalo Higuain is a story that’s quickly fizzled out, and it appears he could be heading to Napoli as they look to splash some of that Cavani money they got from PSG.
There is no way of telling how much of that is truth, and how much is pure unadulterated hogwash.
With that in mind, I thought I’d take a break from it all. Not from blogging, but talking about transfers. In the next few days I’ll try to think of something a little different to write about – something more personal to myself and my memories supporting Arsenal.
I hope you’ll enjoy it.
That’s all for today, folks,. You know where the comments are. Use ’em.
As always; thanks for reading, you beautiful bastards.