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“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 →
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 →
*Opened Twitter, typed Alexis, muttered 'fuck it', unfollowed, closed Twitter* I did that last night as soon as he retweeted that lame-ass video of him playing GGMU. Like really? A piano? But I don't care. The Chilean mercenary is off my social feed. I don't have to suffer his bare-chested gym selfies anymore, nor do... Continue Reading →
Normally Olivier Giroud is never shy while celebrating a goal. He wins an awkward header, puts it in the back of the net and wheels away towards the crowd. In fact, against Bournemouth last season, he's accused of celebrating too much. Against Bate, he didn't celebrate at all. It was a controversial penalty. Arsenal were... Continue Reading →
“We are fully aware of the attention currently focused on the club and understand the debate. We respect that fans are entitled to their different individual opinions but we will always run this great football club with its best long-term interests at heart." Arsenal chairman Sir Chips Keswick released a statement after a horrid month for... Continue Reading →
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