Morning all,
it’s very quiet. Suspiciously quiet, in fact. There’s little more to say about the Carling Cup and not much to talk about yet in terms of the Wigan game.
Sylvester has something to say about the Burnley game but try as I might I’m really not interested in anything he has to say. It’s very strange hearing him refer to Arsenal as ‘we’, isn’t it? If I hear him talk about ‘we’ I immediately think of United. Or his own urine. And I do not wish to think about Sylvester’s piss, no thank you very much.
There was a story yesterday about Cesc’s agent, the delectable Darren Dein, was in Milan to meet with representatives of Silvio Berlusconi. The reports came from Spain and are probably a big load of bollocks. However, I think it’s something we’re going to have to get used to in the months ahead. Perhaps, if there was even a meeting, it was for something else entirely.
Maybe DD Sr, with all that spare time he has, is looking to enter the world of politics and who better to go to for advice than old Berly, as we call him in my house. When I was in Barcelona I worked with an Italian guy from Livorno who hated Berlusconi with all his might. Honestly, if he had been allowed spit on the floor inside he would have done every time his name was mentioned. He merely spat in a bin. Naturally this meant I had to pretend to think Berlusconi was a quite marvelous individual, someone to whom Italy should be indebted. It took him about two weeks to realise I was taking the piss.
It’s all good now though. He’s even invited me to his wedding next summer. Unless, sneaky bastard that he is, he has cultivated a friendship simply to exact revenge and he’s going to feed to me to those enormous Italian pigs that the bad guy tried to get to eat Hannibal Lecter in that god-awful film. I wouldn’t put it past him you know.
A local newspaper, for local people, has linked young striker Jay Simpson with a loan move to Norwich. With Eduardo on the way back it probably wouldn’t be a bad move for him as without the Carling Cup his chances to get anything more than reserve team football with us are very slim. There he can play more regularly and when he comes back he could have a moustache as bushy and luxuriant as Magnum PI. We’ve seen the return of the beard to football in recent seasons but the ‘tache has, for the most part, remained in the past. I for one applaud Jay Simpson’s trendsetting ways.
Not that I’d grow one myself. I’m just not a ‘tache man. I know loads of people grew them last month for some charity thing or other. It’s amazing how feeble some of them were. Some of the chaps involved would have been better going to a joke shop and buying the classic Groucho Marx glasses and ‘tache. They’d have looked less ridiculous for the 30 days.
Yaya Toure says he’s not interested in a move to Arsenal. Fine, be like that. We’re not really interested in you, either. It’s just the easiest transfer story for any hack to make up. Speaking of made up I loved this sport.co.uk site bombing the shite out of NewsNow, making very strong assertions in all their articles. There was no ‘It is thought that blah blah blah’, it’s all ‘Arsenal will sell blah blah’ and ‘Arsenal will sign XYZ’. Top of the NewsNow hit list this morning is their story about how Diarra at Real Madrid has emerged as a ‘shock target’ for Arsene in January. It would be a shock seeing as the cunt is out for the next 6 months with a knee injury.
Anyway, not a lot else happening. Don’t forget the book competition, details below in yesterday’s blog, but you can win a copy of Arsènal: The Making of a Modern Super-Club signed by Arsene himself. There have been loads of entries already so the RNG is going to have its work cut out for it tomorrow morning.
So, until then, have a good Thursday. Ciao, Berlusconi fans.
