Wednesday, November 20, 2024

Sunday blurt

Good morning, I am somewhat *boilked* this morning. A combination of beer, wine, champagne and more beer and B52s and more beer and some rum is quite a delicate mix, let me tell you.

Arsenal interest in the World Cup yesterday was non-existent. South Korea looked quite good, Greece looked rubbish, Maradona looked he bought his suit in a bargain basement, the Nigerian keeper looked good enough in one game for everyone to say ‘We should buy him!’, and I didn’t see any of England v USA but the result was no surprise.

Watching YouTube this morning Robert Green’s audition for ‘Next Arsenal keeper factor’ seems to have gone better than he could possibly have hoped. I fully expect him to battle it out next season with Fabianski, Almunia and Gary Sprake. The only real Arsenal connection to today’s games is Mark Schwarzer who will play for Australia v Germany. He’ll have to go some to do better than Rob Green, let’s face it.

Robin van Persie will play for Holland tomorrow, he talks about stuff here.

See if you can spot the obvious mistake from Barcelona mouthpiece Joan Oliver. He says:

This is a three-sided affair and the third side (Arsenal) have not expressed themselves in any way.

Then he says:

They have said that the player is not for sale.

It’s like Barcelona are the special needs football club, a bus full of window lickers spouting off every day. They say they’ll try and close the transfer in South Africa because Arsene Wenger is there. I hope he approaches our manager and I hope Arsene nuts him then shoves a vuvuzela up his hole. Maybe then, as he walks away parping dolefully with each step, he’ll know that we’ve expressed ourselves quite clearly indeed.

PHW on Willy G (who is not my lover):

His demands are extravagant and I don’t think we are prepared to go along with it. He is a good player, but you have got to draw the line somewhere.

Quite right, sir. I’m told that on top of a million pounds a week Gallas asked for a half dozen quail eggs, a platinum plated quad bike and a mountain of his own. Footballers these days, I just don’t know.

Beyond that folks not a great deal going on. It seems to be a nice enough day here so I might make fire in my garden and cook things on the fire.

Je suis un caveman.

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