Injuries. International break. Inevitable.
Yesterday, there was one of those injuries, and it befell Laurent Koscielny. At the time of writing this – last night for today – actual details of the severity of Laurent’s ailment were far from clear. He was carried off by the French medical staff having received a heavy blow to the leg in a challenge with Ribery and his grotesque mug. Once the news broke on Twitter, the details filtered out like this:
“OMG KOSCIELNY IS OUT FOR 6 MONTHS!”!
Quickly followed by:
“Don’t worry. Koscielny’s injury is thought to be only a small knock”
And the informations swiftly reverted to:
“Koscielny! Out for months! Bad knee! He’s hurt! Damn you, France!”
It’s really difficult for anyone to say how bad it is with any degree of accuracy just after it’s occurred, and most of the larger tabloids report it’s not his knee, but his calf that’s the area of concern – have a look here. Of course, it does serve me with great reminder of just how much I despise the international break, and why. We’re forced into sending our players out to feature in pointless games that nobody really gives a shit about – be honest: do you really concern your self with international qualifiers at all? There always seems to be one that comes back hurt.
The same things seem to happen to Arsenal with painful regularity. There are times I assume we’ll be seeing an injury list as long as my arm once the good stuff begins again.One day, I imagine the official site will report a list of ailments sustained whilst away such as this:
- Koscielny: knee
- Cazorla: ruptured brilliance
- Giroud: Gaelic fatigue
- Vermaelen: over-chiseled jaw
- Gibbs: dismemberment
- Diaby: implosion
- Walcott: slightly chaffed undergarment line.
- Gervinho: expanded forehead
- Podolski: calcium overdose
- Mertesacker: fell from sky above beanstalk
- Sagna: killed by Danny Glover
All sustained playing for their respective countries.
Of course, there’s nothing we can do about it. The club, the fans, the cleaners; we may all wish it could be outlawed and banished for good, but it’s always going to be there – lurking in wait for Arsenal to hit form. I’m sure you’ll all join me in hoping there are no more to follow, and hope that Kos’ damage is minor.
Other than that, the world of Arsenal news is again at a premium. There’s not much at all floating around that warrants discussion or mention. As the days plod by, as football of note appears once more on the horizon, fragments of interest will emerge to tantalise us. Until that happens, column inches will be taken up with speculation, drivel, and national papers discussing whether or not John Terry and Ashley Cole should play for England – as if there is any discussion to be had regarding the two most deplorable human beings ever to disgrace the sport we love.
That’s all for today, folks. I hope you forgive my silly attempts at humour and propensity for blathering. Below the comments await you. Yes, YOU. Feel free to open a discussion, drop me a line, make insulting remarks about my blog, or just say something humorous and inventive. Whatever your choice may be, I look forward to reading it – maybe not the insults. I have a heart, you know…
Thanks for reading, you beautiful bastards.