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Bedroom blogger and professional Arsenal fan. Victory through sanctimony.
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Where we are – part 2
Having last week ruminated in full on the state of our rearguard this season; this week’s column will meditate on the performance further up the...
Where we are – part 1
Last week I touched upon our feeling as supporters around the squad; how the bonhomie appears to have improved. This both between the players and...
Contrasting performances and shiny toys
Season’s greetings Arse addicts. It’s been an unusual kind of week with two away games yielding mixed results. Yet we’ve probably found more praise for...
Not so euphoric with a touch of historic
Last week, this column rather took on the personality of a stranger hugging, gurning young gadabout; imploring all fellow dance floor dwellers to “let the...
I’ll take 24 gills of merriment, barkeep
When you’re a supporter of any club, these are the sorts of spells you really just have to enjoy. Watching Arsenal play is a real...
Contractions not too far apart
What ho Arsenal fans? After two weeks of wandering in the interlull desert, with only the horse flies that feast upon our vapid flesh for...
The Sports Direct Tim Stillman column
I have a dream fellow Gooners. Well, in truth, I have several dreams. But I’ll leave the one involves Robbie Savage’s testicles and a set...
Scent of a Terry
Greetings, from the most environmentally friendly Tim Stillman Column yet, powered as it is entirely by the smug sense of satisfaction I get from watching...
Agadir? More like Agadoo
What ho Arsenal fans. How do? Last week I wrote with regards to my slutiness for Arsenal victories and fortunately, my lascivious appetite hath been...
Red, red (no) whine
Since last we spoke, tyrannical dictators have fallen, The Stone Roses have reformed and The Arsenal have enjoyed two hard earned, late victories. Carlsberg don’t...
More commercials required
As the proprietor of this here website has ably demonstrated over the last week or so, the task of the blogger is rendered thankless when...
Standards
“The bitterest pill is mine to take, if I took it for a hundred years I couldn’t feel any more hate,” so Paul Weller once...
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