Medium-sized German, we’ve got a medium-sized German…
Delightful day for all concerned with Arsenal yesterday. I wrote this article on SoccerWithoutLimits.com, and will be contributing to their site every now and again from now on, so keep a look out! Or studiously ignore it if you wish.
It’s still relevant as Olly G has still yet to get off the mark, but when you’re entering the pitch at 5-1 and with minutes to go, I think it’s OK that you don’t score really. He looked a little miffed after Theo scored, and booted the ball into the back of the net like we’d just conceded, but his time will come. He’s been stewing slowly and steadily, and will taste simply marvellous in Montpellier. Or something like that.
Six goals, man. Six goals. And we should have had a clean sheet had it not been for Woj’s wonky fingers. It’s concerning that everyone is so positive at the moment – I heard talk of title challenges nooooooooo – but it was certainly a display and a half yesterday. How about that Lukas Podolski eh? Fwoof, what a rocket. How nice to have a left-footed human on the team who can actually score a free kick! I was beginning to think free-kicks were just the pre-amble to goal-kicks. Amazing, amazing.
Less than 48 hours until our next match, which is really quite disorientating given the gap between this match just gone and the Liverpool match before it, but I’d sooner this veritable feast of frenzied footballing than scrabbling around for a dusty old piece of chewing gum only to find it’s stuck to the bottom of your bag as we were all doing last week and the one before it.
Lucky reader, this is just a short blog today, so upon that most horrendous extended metaphor of all the extended metaphors, I bid you goodnight and hope to speak soon after the tall, dark, handsome one has netted five past his old boys. (Kidding, no pressure Olly! Although you all realise that as he’s the ex-Montepellierian and is also extra pretty, he’ll be the one doing the Champions League press conference? And so all he’ll face is questions about his lack of scoring? I mean, even MORE of them? Just warning. I think this is what we call Ugliness’s Revenge.)
Anyway, Champions League is back baby yeaaaaaaaah!!! Sing it with me! Lasaaaaaaagnaaaaaaa. Goodnight.