Some people have, over the last little while, expressed the notion that I shouldn’t write anything more about Barcelona and their wicked pursuit of Cesc Fabregas. Which I understand. This is an Arsenal blog after all, but the reality is that if I didn’t, there would be quite literally nothing to talk about.
And so it is this morning. I’m ignoring all of it and concentrating on just Arsenal news. So here we go.
Any minute now.
Coming right up.
Just gonna kick it off in a second.
Trying to figure out which bit to put first.
Erm …
So there you go. Quite something, eh?
The only real story of note is that we’re battling Sp*rs for the signing of a 17 year old Ipswich striker called Connor Wickham (immediately makes me think of Edward Woodward on a weird Scottish island). There’s talk of £7m being spent on him and while I’m loath to let Sp*rs win anything I can’t help thinking we could spend £7m better right now.
At least one defender and one goalkeeper needed before we start spending on 17 year olds who may take years to break into the first team. Then again you know how Arsene likes to splash the cash on players like this.
Thierry Henry was unveiled at the New York Helpermonkeys last night and spoke about his first game against Sp*rs, saying:
I won’t even mention the name of the team that we are going to play on the 22nd. That’s how big a rivalry is it for me.
His legs might have gone a bit but you get the feeling he’ll find them again for this one, even if it is a friendly. I hope he makes ol’ Harry twitch like a spastic chicken on a live wire.
And really that’s about that. I could throw in a bit about Busquets chiming up regarding Cesc but it was no surprise at all, was it? The only thing vaguely interesting about it was the way he said they should respect that Cesc is an Arsenal player. In the context of all the other statements that doesn’t seem so bad but in isolation it’s a bit like saying you shouldn’t beat up puppies while punching one in the face.
And that’s the crux of the matter. Barcelona punch puppies in the face. The cunts.
Right, I’m outta here for a couple of days. I’ll leave in the very capable hands of Tom who will bring his unique Buckfast powered stylings to proceedings over the weekend. There’s the Barnet game tomorrow too.
I’m back on Monday, until then have a good one, take it easy.
