“So Luis, you’ve submitted a transfer request. You do realise we have Raheem Sterling, don’t you? He’s better than Ronaldo….”
At this point in time, I should be darting towards the Big Smoke on a train with Daniel Cowan to attend the Emirates Cup. I am not. For a few personal reasons it wouldn’t be appropriate for me to discuss (No – I’ve not been arrested…), I’m missing out on that particular jolly today.
Right, onto the news of the day.
Yesterday, Arsene held his first press conference, and, as is customary, something he said upset quite a few people. Quite why such a thing occurred is beyond my comprehension. Our commander had these words to say regarding transfers:
“I am a great believer you have to keep as much confidentiality as possible, which is quite difficult in the modern world.
“But we work very hard, not only on the case you name, but on other different cases. We can still strengthen the squad, there is one month to go. We are at the beginning of August and working very hard to strengthen our squad.
“I am confident. You look at many teams around us. Nothing has happened until now. At the moment the market hasn’t moved a lot. Apart from Manchester City, nobody has done anything.”
There’s nothing in those words I disagree with, or that I’m inclined to disbelieve. Yet so many took it as a defeatist statement, happily extracting every perceived subtext and distorting into to fit their bewildered opinions of our manager. Personally, I took it for what it was; just about the only thing he could say whilst remaining respectful to whomever we may do business with, and reassuring fans that the wheels are in motion.
Undoubtedly, we’d all be happier and in greater comfort had our transfer business been concluded weeks ago. Most of the petulant squabbles I witness on Twitter, and the feeling of unease amongst fans wouldn’t be so prevalent if we all had some swanky new players to gaze dotingly upon.
However, as I regularly find myself typing, there is still time. Arsenal are not known for broadcasting their intent to purchase. Behind the scenes, there could be a frenzy of activity. We just have to take it on faith that results will soon come. Of course, it’s just a possible Dick Law is locked in his home weeping at his own failure, and come September 2nd, the entire internet with explode with ITK and WOB fury.
Further developments in the Luis Suarez saga have emerged. Much debate has taken place regarding his contract clause. Some think a bid in excess of £40m entitles him to gleefully prance out of Anfield. Others feel the ball is in Liverpool’s court, and they have no obligation to sell if they choose not to.
Speculation from several ‘sources’ (Jesus…) states Suarez will begin to agitate for a move, with a written request for transfer possible, as is legal action should Liverpool further prevent his departure.
At this point, I don’t know what to think. The whole grubby process of rumour and counter-rumour has become utterly tedious now. With such an array of bullsh*t clogging up most avenues of news, ascertaining what might contain an iota of truth is such a arduous task, it’s practically impossible. There is little point in trying.
We may very well sign Luis Suarez. My initial disdain for the idea is slowly being tempered by my desire to see someone, anyone, holding a shirt next to Arsene on the official website. Until we can Tweet that picture, we can’t know anything. We can debate, speculate, hope and argue, but we can’t know.
I thought I’d finish with a bit of a story. It’s a good one, so bare with me.
Last night I was driving home from the centre of Bristol (No – I wasn’t doing anything nefarious). Whilst in the car, I’m exactly the type of narcissistic sod who likes to listen to his own voice, and I was playing my appearance on the ‘A Bergkamp Wonderland’ podcast. Unbeknown to me, my glorious Rover was minus a functioning back light.
To cut things short, the faulty light attracted the attention of the Police. As it turns out, one of them was a fan of the show, and very impressed to hear I’d been a guest on it. I’d like to think the simple warning I received was down to that.
Just as well he’d not heard the episode I was on…
The comments are below. I hope you’ll use ‘em to pour your little hearts out. I’m still confident of a successful window. Are you? Let me know.
As always; thanks for reading, you beautiful bastards.