Another Awful Arsenal Performance… UNLEASH THE SPACE CATS.

“Steve, give me the Uzi”

Morning, folks.

Hmmmmmm.

Just when I was certain a corner had been turned, we pull a startling handbrake turn and steer the good ship Arsenal back toward Sh*t Street. For 45 first half minutes I didn’t see an appalling performance that left me dumbstruck. No, I saw something I’ve seen far, far too often.

Meh….

I’ve no idea where to go with this entry. Obviously I’m considerably disheartened and upset to lose, and to lose at a place a feculent as the Britannia Stadium, but I’m also extremely tired of how familiar it’s all become. When Arsenal lose, our fanbase turns nasty. And I mean NASTY. You need but glimpse across social media to see irrational folk firing obscenities, threats and peculiar exclamations simply becuase others might have the audacity to disagree. Even after the game it was rumoured that there was brawling between our own supporters – presumably those of the polar opposite persuasion.

I attended the United game with Daniel Cowan and we saw some of the vitriol ourselves – one man in particular was preening around outside the ground bellowing “Wenger out!” in the hope someone would pipe up to argue with him. Continue reading →

5 LEGITIMATE Reasons For Arsenal Fans To Be Cheerful – Reasons So LEGITIMATE, I’ve Put The Word ‘LEGITIMATE’ In Capitals.

High 5…

Morning, you beautiful bastards.

The inspiration for this post comes from an entirely extraneous place. Before sitting down to type, I was watching The Book Of Eli with Denzel Washington – that’s ambiguous… I obviously mean that Denzel Washington was in the film, not that he popped over for the evening and we sat awkwardly through one of his films.

I’m now pondering exactly how I’d react if Denzel – we’re on first name terms in my head – arrived unannounced at my home and suggested a movie night. What kind of snacks would he like? Is he talkative? What potential is there for him going all ‘Training Day’ on me should I not prove an adequate host?

It’s simply not an occurrence I’m prepared for.

Anyway…

The Book Of Eli reminded me of Twitter at present. Around each and every dark corner of a dystopian world lurks nefarious characters seemingly hell-bent on causing untold misery. There is an element of social media that seems to revel in moments of trouble and strife. Continue reading →

Serge Aurier In? James Milner In? Arsene’s Contract and £100m To Spend.

Cheerio?

Morning, folks.

Do you still have FA Cup fever? Are you currently enjoying the warm, fuzzy feeling that only a delicious triumph can provide? I am. I’m also hit with the realisation that the season is over, and it’s flown past, hasn’t it? Seems like time truly does fly when you’re having fun (for the most part).

With that, you know full well what looms on the horizon waiting to takeover everything; transfer talk. Yes, folks – brace yourselves, the maelstrom of ballyhoo, misinformation, speculation and wondrous cackling is almost upon us. Well… You could argue it’s already here. Continue reading →

Glorious, Superb, Fantastic, Unbridled Ecstasy, We’ll Just Forget The First 10 Minutes….

2014 Winners.

Afternoon, folks.

In my 35 years of residency on planet Earth, I’ve never suffered with migraines. Like the rest of you, most probably, I assumed they we’re just a really bad headache. The past week, mainly due to a combination of heat, stress and fatigue, I’ve begun having them. They are not like a really bad headache, nope; they’re far, far worse.

I watched the game in a bustling Bristol centre yesterday in sweltering heat with a very large turn out of Gooners and regretfully had to cut the celebrations short due to my pounding cranium. However, the pain it caused me to be in such a vociferous and jocund environment was worth it in each and every way conceivable.

Apart from the opening 10 minutes of the game.

Up until Santi Cazorla thundered in that fabulous free-kick on 17 minutes, I don’t think I’ve ever felt the hope and enthusiasm drain out of me faster. Genuinely, I was stood jaw agape wondering if what was occurring in front of me was actually happening or just a work of the evils that occupy my mind. Continue reading →

An Arsenal XI Brought To You By Twitter… “Don’t ‘@’ Me….”

Evening, folks.

I’ve been a busy bumblebee today preparing silliness and such for the latest episode of the Goonersphere Podcast. Having completed those and recorded the show, it’s a pleasure to bring you episode 22. Joining myself and Daniel Cowan this week we have these loveable scamps:

Craig Hayward (@craighaywarddj)
and
Paul (@invinciblog).

Up for discussion is our recent poor results, positives and what Arsenal would look like if Twitter was in charge. Plus usual features “Listeners Questions”, “Goonersphere Shoutout” and “Goonersphere Prick of the Week”.

This podcast is explicit in nature and is probably not suitable for children, unless you are a really bad parent or a really cool one depending how you look at it.

Enjoy!

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What If Arsene Was To Quit In The Summer?

“Shut up, Ashton, you enormous tool”

Afternoon, lovelies.

Apologies straight away as this post will lack what is my customary format. At present I’m scandalously ignoring tasks at work I ought not be to bring you today’s entry from my iPhone – a pursuit which is an abominable pain in my arse, I might add.

Thinking. That’s what I’ve been doing a great deal of since Saturday’s hapless capitulation and resulting farrago of rage and bitterness. Making sense of the whole epic mess isn’t especially easy. In fact, it’s impossible. I challenge anyone to process the events and come up with a list of rational explanations for what our eyes witnessed. I sure as hell can’t.

The interesting thing for me, at least, is the quickness in which opinion of Arsene Wenger can change, almost instantaneously in some cases. With news circulating about him intending to step down in the summer, it would appear those with hatred towards the man will get what they want. If you believe such things, that is. Continue reading →

The Greatest Arsene XI Of All Time. Probably…

“Give us a cuddle, Sol”

Morning, folks.

Tomorrow, as you all undoubtedly know, is Arsene Wenger’s 1000th game in charge of first team matters at Arsenal. Today, bloggers, podcasters and journalists are sure to bombard you with glowing tributes and recollections of Arsenal’s glory days under the reign of the mercurial Frenchman.

I was going to join in and wax lyrical, but, in all honesty, I find some of it a touch maudlin. Don’t get me wrong; I’m far from one of those characters you meet that are anti-Arsene in every way imaginable, I’m just not really the sycophantic, droolingly effusive type. Well… I can be, but I’m really pressed for time today and I need to get to the oint. Forgive me.

Doubtless to say, there will be many of these today, but here is my favourite XI of players Arsene has brought to Arsenal – Dennis Bergkamp is not listed because it wasn’t Arsene who signed him, even if Dennis was an integral part of the initial success of his time here. Same applies to Adams, Keown, Dixon, Winterburn and Seaman, all of whom would be included was this an XI of the greatest players during Arsene’s time at Arsenal. Ashley Cole isn’t included because… well… f*ck him. Continue reading →