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As Bukayo Saka stepped up to the spot, every Arsenal fan could feel the weight of the moment. Score, and the tie is sealed. Miss, and the remontada stays alive. Normally, Saka’s ice-cold from the spot, especially since that painful miss in the EURO 2020 final. Since then, he’s become a picture of composure: picks... Continue Reading →
How many times have I watched the Declan Rice freekicks till now? I don't know. I've lost count. It's been on a loop - every reel, every YouTube short, evert tweet - I have seen them all. I have liked them all. It's been almost 48 hours and just like every Arsenal fan, I am... Continue Reading →
“Granit Xhaka, we want you to stay…Granit Xhaka, we want you to stay” - the chants reverberated around the Emirates as Granit Xhaka headed towards the bench after his midfield masterclass against Wolves. It took the Arsenal faithful seven years to come up with a Xhaka song. It took Xhaka seven years to make us... Continue Reading →
“Manchester City have pulled out of the Declan Rice race…” - as soon as the Ornstein bomb hit my timeline I fell to my knees, looked up at the heavens, threw my hands up in the air and shouted an almighty fuck you to Pep Guardiola and his treble winning machine. No, I didn't do... Continue Reading →
The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again, but expecting different results… Mikel Arteta is an intelligent man but when Arsenal tweeted their team sheet last night, it looked like the work of a stubborn man. Losing a game is fine. Losing five is also okay. Losing seven is uncomfortable,... Continue Reading →
At which stage of grief does one start feeling a sense of pity for their adversary? It's been almost two weeks and I feel terrible. No, not for Arsenal. I feel terrible for Emi Martinez. I feel so, because Arsenal robbed Martinez off a masterclass on his return to the Emirates. I was prepared for... Continue Reading →
He was supposed to be the new Patrick Vieira. He was supposed to be the Vieira with the passing range of Emmanuel Petit. He was supposed to be the spine, the character Arsenal lacked. Three years and 107 appearances later, Granit Xhaka has one foot out of the Emirates after being stripped of the captaincy.... Continue Reading →
It’s United and Arsenal again! Another modern twist on a historical, sometimes hysterical ancient tale. They walk in the footsteps of Keane and Keown, Vieira and Van Nistelrooy… As Peter Drury waxed lyrical about the age-old rivalry that shaped the Premier League, one couldn’t help but remember the trailer of the 2013 Robert De Niro-Sylvester... Continue Reading →
We hear you, Unai Emery, we hear you. The Arsenal manager is still working on his spoken English but he’s got his message across, loud and clear. Emery arrived at the Emirates and wanted to make a point. And boy, he’s put down quite a marker! He has taken people by the scruff of... Continue Reading →
“I have friends who can go and lay on a beach all day long for the whole of their holidays and I envy them...I just can’t do that. I get bored. I need to be doing something. I need a challenge. I have lived and breathed football all these years and it’s a passion –... Continue Reading →
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