Thursday, May 2, 2024

It's all their fault

And God said, Let there be beer. And there was beer.

And Arseblogger saw the beer, that it was good: and lo he did drink the beer.

And while God was off inventing firmament for the earth and fowl to multiply, Arseblogger did invent the *boilk* and the *boilk* was bad and he could still taste last night’s chips.

You know, perhaps the bible might be taken a bit more seriously if the first book was not the book of Genesis. Who wants to read a book named after Phil Collins band? Nobody, that’s who. At least we don’t have a book of David Gray or the book of Wet Wet Wet, that would be really bad marketing.

This morning is all about mea culpa. Not from me though. The things I’ve done must remain secret. It’s better for all concerned. And I don’t really regret them anyway.

The Arsenal players though are feeling a bit ‘ooopsy’ about the game against West Ham on Sunday. Gael Clichy says:

We know what we have done right and wrong. When you make a mistake or have a bad game that the best way to forget it is to play as soon as possible.

I think he’s confusing having a bad game of football with falling off a horse. In those circumstances yes, the best thing to do is get straight back on the horse, unless you’re Christopher Reeve. In which case the best thing to do would have been to use a quad bike in the first place but that’s easy to say with hindsight.

In actual fact the best thing to do when you’ve had a bad game is to sit down, think about it, and then not do exactly what you did in loads of other games previously. Are our players addicted to falling off horses? I think we should be told.

Then Andrei Arshavin revealed his displeasure, saying:

Not only me, all the team are unhappy about it. We got what we deserved with our performance. We are very upset indeed. Such results do not add positive emotions to the players, the manager or our fans.

No they do not. There are no positive emotions at all, really, although I do take some comfort in knowing that on my repeated trips to the kitchen to get beers during the game I probably covered more ground than Arshavin did against West Ham. That makes me feel kinda good about myself. And with the Russian very unlikely to be involved in tomorrow night’s Carling Cup game he’s already looking ahead to the game against Sp*rs, saying:

For us this is the most important derby and we know it. I found out about the importance of these matches almost immediately after I signed for Arsenal.

I’d say the indoctrination began straight away. There’s a 6 hour course on ‘Why you should hate Sp*rs’ which is followed by ‘An introduction to falling off a horse’. Anyway, that’s the weekend and there’s still the Mugsmashers to come before that so it can wait for the moment. The point is at least there’s an acceptance amongst the players that they were sloppy and careless and threw away 2 points and I’m quite sure they’ll never, ever, ever, do it again.

Until next time.

Not much else going on really. We don’t have squad/team news for tomorrow’s game. We should, however, see the return of Fabianski in goal, and the likes of Wilshere, Ramsey, Senderos, Sylvester, Gibbs and Vela should all play. We should also see the return of Samir Nasri and I wouldn’t be surprised if we had Eduardo and Bendtner involved at some stage too. More on that tomorrow.

Finally for today a quick point in the direction of this post which gives you all the details you need to win one of three pairs of tickets for this Saturday’s game against Sp*rs. The competition is brought to you with thanks to Emirates Airline and the prize really is fantastic, so thanks to them. The winners will be announced on Friday. And please bear in mind before you enter that you have to be able to go the game on Saturday.

And that’s about that. Just a reminder that you can have Arseblog slammed into your box every morning by joining the Mailing List and you can follow Arseblog on Twitter if you like. I used to be very wary about people following me, especially across badly lit car parks when they wore shoes with metal tips on their heels, but I’m used to it now.

Bacon time, laters.

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