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“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 →
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 →
*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 →
“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 →
Dear Ex, I hope you’re doing well. I know you’re doing well because I can see how happy you are in your new life and I am truly happy that you’ve found someone new. Seriously, I am. Does it hurt anymore? It did for some time, but now, no more. Now, I no longer even ask myself... Continue Reading →
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