Archive for December, 2009

Phil Brown says it’s no longer an issue.  It’s fine.  We can forget just how much of a C word he was.  Forget he accused our captain of spitting at his assistants shoes.  Forget he lied about Arsene refusing to shake his hand.  Forget that he was the Coventry rapist.  I think I like Phil [...]

That headline is the one.  I thought of it whilst bathing, and I’m pretty sure you’ll see The Sun steal it, and then run a story underneath about how we’re set to swap Mikael Silvestre for Wayne Rooney.  Apparently, Sir Alex Ferguson feels bad about making us pay for him. But in all seriousness, we [...]

Right.  Tonsilitis is not a joke.  Not only was I drooling like I had a permanent image of SuBo in my head (I happen to think she is sexy as fuck), but I couldn’t talk and had a fever so high you could have fried eggs on my head.  Absolutely horrible.  Therefore I kept nodding [...]

No I’m not talking about taking a lovely lady home only to realise that sex is not going down (I’m a student, it’s all that’s on my mind). It’s a couple days after the last game which, despite being a delightful victory, is starting to wear thin.  It’s also the day before our game tomorrow, [...]

I wasn’t going to blog until tomorrow, but I’m feeling pretty pissed off looking around the blogs today and seeing negativity in some quarters.  I’m just going to try to put my own sense of perspective on what was, in my very humble opinion, a brilliant victory. What must be made clear is that this [...]

Yet again I am choosing to blog whilst I should be doing University work, but Microeconomics can eat my left nut.  What I need is an inspiring foot up the arse.  A little like the one Cesc and Thomas were treated to at half time of our vital comeback victory at Anfield on Sunday night. [...]

A Good Account Despite The Loss

Posted: December 10, 2009 in Uncategorized

I write this as a way of taking a break revising for my Macroeconomics exam tomorrow. Quite how this is going to help me calculate the rate of inflation due to changes in the rate of unemployment, Lord knows. If I fail, who cares? Everyone hates economists anyway. “Damn The Banker, they stole all my money.”  [...]

Well.  Don’t I look silly.  Yesterday, I sat up on my vast mountain of football knowledge and proclaimed to the world that we did not need another striker.  Yes I know at the moment we’re depleted, but may be I just have the same Stevie Wonder faith in Bendtner, Vela and Eddy that Wenger does.  [...]

The Arsenal are a little bit like my student house.  As much as everything keeps breaking, from the blinds to the fridge to the very door in which we entrust to keep our safety, I love it and always will do. That metaphor was fucking shit.  But nonetheless, despite fielding what must be considered a [...]