The Armchair Gooner

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My 5 Happiest FA Cup Memories.

Scenes.

Morning, folks.

As I mentioned in an early entry of this here ol’ bloggy thing of mine, I thought it would be of some modicum of entertainment for me to share with ya’ll a few of my FA Cup memories from previous years. Some of them may not be what you’d consider truly fantastic occurrences the history books will fondly recall, but that’s not the point. Anyone one can offer homogenous regurgitation of frequently revered events, I figured it’d be better to just share the moments that meant the most to me, for whatever reason.

I’ve always loved the FA Cup since I was a boy. Time and extravagancies elsewhere have stripped England’s most famed cup competition of a little of its prestige, undoubtedly. The magic of the FA Cup seems diminished now as opposed to 20 years ago. However, it still retains some of what made it so memorable from my youth. Here are 5 of my favourite moments:  Continue reading

Diaby’s Reception, Ramsey’s Rocket and Jenkinson’s Magnificent Celebration

Carl was as surprised as anyone.

Morning, folks.

Well, that’s it then; another Premiership season all over. Seems to have flown by, doesn’t it? What occurred might not have been to our wishes as Arsenal fans, but few could dispute it’s been a season without talking points and the occasional flash of brilliance.

As expected, for the majority of yesterday’s game the events unfolded in a slightly dreary and resigned manner – the kind of casual pace you rarely see in the Premiership unless it’s a last-day fixture with nothing riding on it. Arsenal comfortably controlled the game against a beleaguered Norwich side who rarely threatened at all. Continue reading

Koscielny Signs New Deal (allegedly) And 4th Isn’t Good Enough.

Until 2019?

Morning, folks.

It’s a slow, slooooowwwww news day today. Such is the nature of the time of year. When your beloved team are out of the running for an as-yet undecided league title, the stories circulating focus almost entirely on that. Arsenal, it seems, are very much a secondary thought to the news hounds at present – at least, that is, until the FA Cup final arrives and we receive a crescendo of hopeful tripe surrounding the chances of Hull City.

Mercifully, in times of paucity, a relatively interesting but dubious story has exploded into our consciousness like that bit in Inception when Tom Tardy pulls out a grenade launcher. You mustn’t be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling. The article/rumour in question is all about Laurent Koscielny extending his current contract an extra 2 years until 2019 – there’s no mention of a raise in salary, but I’d assume he’d be getting one. Continue reading

Hot Cesc In The Arse, RoboDiaby, FA Cup and More.

Love him. Don’t need him.

Morning, folks.

I was intending to write a review of yesterday’s game, but opted against doing so. Why? Becuase it was breathtakingly uneventful in the way only meaningless fixtures at the end of the season can be. Players sauntered around casually and neither side looked especially keen on busting a lung – understandable when you consider Arsenal have the FA Cup to look forward to.

The day at Wembley is going to be odd for me. I’ll be in Bristol watching it dressed as a cowboy. Not because of any bizarre superstition or penchant for curious attire, but because I’m attending a friend’s bachelor party immediately afterwards and won’t have the time to go home an change. My enjoyment of that evening is pretty much entirely dependent on Arsenal, so for the sake of my fellow Bristolians, I hope they win if only to prevent scenes of an extremely miserable cowboy sulking around Bristol shooting guns at passers by. Continue reading

An “Awful, Shambolic, Woeful” Victory Is Still A Victory. Enjoy It, Folks.

1 more step to glory.

Morning, folks.

After such an enforced hiatus, it’s pleasing to return to your fair screens with something pleasant to discuss. Yesterday’s triumph certainly won’t go down in the annals of history as Arsenal’s crowning accomplishment, but given the manner in which things have fallen apart in recent weeks, I, quite frankly, couldn’t care less.

And I celebrated, too. Those that have you believe it was “only Wigan” seem to have forgotten that football is all about joy. If you can’t glean any joy from booking a place in a major cup final, then why bother at all? Yes – it might have been “only Wigan” but it certainly should be mentioned that “only Wigan” hadn’t lost in the FA Cup for two years, and they knocked out Manchester City on their own turf to get to play us.  A lot of teams underestimated “only Wigan” and look where that got them. They gave us a tough game and I personally think they deserve a great deal of credit and praise for their recent exploits. Continue reading

Arsenal Have Won Absolutely NOTHING Yet….

Relax. Have a yoghurt.

Morning. folks.

Sounds like a morose title. It isn’t. Think of it more as me adopting an air of caution to what I write. It is excellent that Wigan defied expectation to knock Man City out of the FA Cup and, undoubtedly, the competition is a genuinely fantastic opportunity to bag some silverware. However, that great chance at glory is going to bring with it tremendous pressure.

We all know how much the media love to build up the chances of an underdog. Coupled with how much they appear to revel in Arsenal’s failure, we can expect tension and such to be ramped up several notches in the weeks leading up to the game – think; dials being turned to ’11′. Continue reading

Ozil, Arteta, Sanogo, Giroud and Vermaelen All Play Part In Huge Cup Win.

Joel laments conceding and, more so, not being in the embrace.

Morning, folks.

Feels glorious, doesn’t it. That sweeping euphoria of knowing that Arsenal have not let you down and that we will be front and centre when Wembley hosts the semi-finals. Whatever you may think about games other than the final taking place at the national stadium, being able to say, “Arsenal are going to Wembley” has an undeniably mellifluous ring to it.

Yesterday was a great performance when one was needed. Before kick off and up until we took an unassailable 3-1 lead, I couldn’t relax. My stomach churned, I paced and thought of nothing other than the fact there was a game. I often write about that sensation. At times it must come across as complaint when it is anything but. Feeling so on edge, so worried, is a beautiful thing; it means Arsenal are playing in a match that’s important.

And the FA Cup is important. Continue reading