Morning from a wet and dreary Dublin. I was really hoping for a bit of an Indian summer in September but it turns out the Indian summer is just another Irish summer, except a bit colder.
A few bits and bobs to talk about but as we are still in the midst of the Interlull it’s all a bit quiet overall. Samir Nasri is settling in nicely and is rather enjoying himself at the Arsenal. He says:
I’m setting in nicely and I’m rather enjoying myself at the Arsenal.
But really he says:
I am very happy. I have been able to regain my place in the national side, there is a good atmosphere at the club, and we have a very young squad that shares my excitement.
He’s played down talk of him being the ‘new Pires’, and rightly so. The lad has made a very bright start to his Arsenal career but it’s a career that spans a whopping three or four games at the moment. He has been the bright spark amongst all the current darkness though.
Gokhan Inler says he deliberated for a week about whether to move to Arsenal or not. Get to fuck you scaldy cunt. If you need a week to decide you want to move to Arsenal then you’re a stupid scaldy spoon of a cunt. Maybe he likes Italian food though. And there’s no better place to get Italian food than Italy. I’ve never been to Italy. Anyway, the point is Inler is a cunt. We never needed you anyway, bastard! That part may not exactly be true but I’m just bitter and lashing out.
Arsene Wenger says the appointment of a new Chief Executive will be made soon. The boss says:
I am involved in it and I am consulted for it but it is down to the Board to make that decision. Having consulted me, they will take the responsibility to name the right person. I think the decision will be made soon but I don’t know exactly when.
You know who would make a good Chief Executive? He-Man singing 4 non-blondes. He’d certainly bring some campness to the club which, frankly, we’ve been missing since Keith Edelman and his revolutionary ‘Your own dress Friday’ edict, which meant suits and ties were thrown aside for one day and everyone had to come to work in a frock. Failing that someone with business acumen and knowledge of football would do.
Beyond that there’s not much to tell you so let’s get on with this week’s Arsecast. On the show I chat to Kevin Witcher of The Gooner about the transfer deadline day lack of business and the implications for the team and the manager, The Man in the Bar has a player history, there’s a tale of the unexpected, Eboue and more.
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Right so, that’s about that. More tomorrow, no doubt.
