Sunday is a touch on the tedious side. Once football is over, I find myself utterly at a loss. This time last week we found ourselves embroiled in the glorious spectacle of triumph. A mere week has passed and all that’s left is a few beautiful remnants and the aching sensation of boredom.
This is were I struggle to find topics of discussion and descend into the murky abyss of the Internet in the vein hope of finding something both fascinating and illuminating. Invariably, I fail miserably and today is no exception.
What does pop up regularly is gossip. When I say, “reguarly” I mean interminably, unstoppably. The moment the season finishes, ITKs and all their ilk seemingly dash towards caves and begin their snarling tweets/posts of misinformation. The vast majority is hokum that deserves no further mention, but sometimes a rumour begins to build of head of steam and refuses to be flushed away.
The talk of Mario Balotelli moving to Arsenal is very much in that category. He’s unquestionably an extremely talented footballer, the question that floats around my brain whenever his name is dropped in slobbering anticipation is simply, “is it a good idea?”.
Nope. I don’t think so. He’d certainly bring a lot to our striking options but I’m not at all convinced that any of it would be worth enduring the carnival of silliness and mayhem he brings with him. His antics were amusing when viewed from afar, but I could see him scoring a brace against Spurs only to follow that with a failed attempt at bombing a local Morrison’s and some hair-brain scheme that involves firing Santi Cazorla from a rocket.
Okay – admittedly he would be utterly entertaining and in an age of relatively insipid footballers he truly warrants the term ‘character’ being used. However, there are better options out there and I find it practically impossible to justify brining him in when it’s obvious that it’s impossible to control him. I don’t see Arsene Wenger relishing a risk like that for the money it would take to persuade AC Milan to let him go.
Incidentally, I was remined of Balotelli when I saw Ronaldo’s celebration in the Champions League final last night. What an absolute tw*t. He may be insanely gifted as a footballer, but he’s also wretchedly conceited and there was no better example of that when he strutted around the stadium shirtless having dispatched a penalty that was essentially meaningless.
Had that strike won the game in the dying moments of extra time, you could almost forgive it. That fact it made the scores 4-1 shows that all Ronaldo truly cares about is Ronaldo’s ego.
That’s about all I have time for today, folks. Just quick nod towards my donations page as yesterday I criminally saw fit to point you towards it without the correct tools in place to enable your generosity. I am truly idiotic at times. So, should you feel a touch charitable today, you can make a donation to the site. Both The Armchair Gooner and The Goonersphere Podcast will remain absolutely free for you to enjoy on a regular basis, but often it’s expensive to host and purchase new equipment. If you feel you can part with a few pennies/pounds, there’s a handy button below:
All that remains is for me to point you towards the handy comments section and ask the following question; do you feel Balotelli would make a good addition or is there another player you’d prefer to see instead? Let me know your thoughts.
I’ll be back tomorrow with something different as tomorrow is a special day. As always; thanks for reading, you beautiful bastards.