Thursday, March 28, 2024

Cesc – Rosicky – AGM – Le Bob

The very first *boilk* of the new era. It had to be done. You know how it would have been. People would have been whispering ‘Oh, it’s been seven blogs since he’s boilked, you know’.

Then the whispers would have turned into chatter about how a new puritanical Arseblog was the order of the day and I’d become a slave to advertisers and all that. This morning’s *boilk* is brought to you by pints of Guinness, Chilean Sauvignon Blanc (which is probably underground miner piss), gin and tonic and Kentucky bourbon. Mmm, mixy.

Thank you all for your emails and messages yesterday. They are greatly appreciated and I’ll make sure I’m caught up with them all. I did have some server issues so if you sent something and didn’t get a reply it might well be that the email never showed up, please feel free to send again.

I am aware of the issue regarding the Android and iPhone apps. There should be a new Android one to download now while an update has been submitted to Apple for the iPhone – it’s down to them to make it available. Hopefully that will happen soon. I’m also aware that some people are still having trouble visiting the site, this is down to DNS issues and entirely out of my control. The only thing I can suggest is clearing your browser cache, trying to flush your DNS locally (MacPC) and if that doesn’t then ring your ISP’s tech support and demand satisfaction. I realise, of course, putting the instructions on a website you can’t visit is a bit redundant but there you go.

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Right then, on with the Arsenal stuff, which is why we’re here after all, and Cesc Fabregas has been talking about Wayne Rooney’s new club, saying it’ll take them time to get settled. He says of their team spirit:

Of course you cannot buy it in one year. You need a few years to get everyone together, to know each other well. Its not easy. You don’t do it in one season or two, I would say. They are in a very good position and they have all the ingredients to become a great club, so we will have to fight hard against them.

Which sounds fair enough to me. Of course I happened to chance across a Man City site where they took great umbrage at these comments but with their new found wealth they are like tinkers that have won the lottery. Still a bunch of mouth-breathing inbreds but with more ostentatious jewelry. And there’d be nothing quite as vulgar as a Tevez – Rooney partnership up front. I’m getting ahead of myself here though.

Cesc does make a good point about how difficult it is to play against them. We haven’t had much in the way of success at their place for a few seasons now so it’s about time we turned that around. And in a week when we’ve welcomed back a former striker with great warmth and affection we can ensure the balance is restored by reminding Adebayor that he is a bastard faced cunt from Wankertown.

Tomas Rosicky has also been previewing the game, saying:

We need a win in Manchester. We cannot always say we are unlucky because it doesn’t work like that. It’s time to prove we can win those games.

At Chelsea it was the same old story. We presented ourselves well on the pitch and we were very disappointed with the result because you go into the game with the feeling you can win it. But these are all just words and we have to finally show it on the pitch.

Quite so. The proof of the pudding is the pudding itself and not telling everyone how good your pudding is because anyone can say they’ve made a good pudding but once you eat a bit of the pudding you realise it’s not that good of a pudding at all and by talking about how the good the pudding was you made those who have eaten the pudding resentful that as they feel the truth of the pudding is very different. You see.

Arsenal need some custard on Sunday against Man City. Not just pudding. More on the City game in the days ahead.

Today is the day of Arsenal’s AGM, a once-every-year event which takes place every 12 months on an annual basis. I suppose we’ll get the usual mix of financial news, some top stand-up from P-Diddy O’Briain, and a few questions for the boss most of which will include the word ‘goalkeeper’. Arseblog has generally had a correspondant there every year but this time, with all the other shenanigans, it completely slipped my mind. If you are attending and you’d like to provide a report please just get in touch. Otherwise I’ll just steal it from Myles and ignore any emails he might send me.

Finally for today Robert Pires might join Crawley Town. If that’s what it’s come to then I’d like to make a formal offer to Bob to join my Tuesday night Astro team. And not just because I’d get to see him in the shower afterwards, you are a filthy minded lot and no mistake. I can assure him he’d not be subbed, unless he fancied a rest, plus a free breakfast roll with up to four ingredients.

Right, that’ll be that. I’ve got to go speak into a microphone somewhere and hope that the headache, which is lurking about, is fended off with coffee and bacon. And I don’t care if they’re in the same mug.

Back tomorrow with an Arsecast an’ all.

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