Powder dry January
I’m having visions of a small house somewhere remote, covered in snow, trying to withstand a blizzard. A big blizzard, with massive snowdrops that make your chin burn. I’m imagining a creaky old window left open by someone forgetful. I’m imagining the camera swooping down on the house as if carried by the wind, flying through the window just in time for the window to be sucked shut behind it. And then, inside the house, all is calm. It’s blue-lips cold, but it’s calm.
That’s how I imagine tomorrow’s transfer window closure to play out, much as the window metaphors that have been thrown around all month are beyond irritating. While it seemed unthinkable after our dismal draw away to Southampton on 1st January that we wouldn’t bring any new players in, that seems to be the road we’re going down. I’m imagining the flyer carried in through the window with that gust of wind landing on the lens of the camera with ‘WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!’ scrawled across it.
Either that or David Villa will be carried in head first through that window too, Genie-like. Seems unlikely though. In as much as the arrival of the 31-year-old would no doubt lift the team and the fans and, er, potentially the league position, it seems like that would just be too obvious an option. No, we’re probably just going to have to crawl our way towards the end of the season.
But hey ho, it’s not all grim. Theo signed! Olivier scored four goals in one week! We were absolutely magnificent against West Ham last week! And this is actual football, the stuff you’re actually supposed to care about, so that’s the main thing. With fixtures still coming at us with the ferocity of aforementioned blizzard, we’re of course playing again today. I’m a bit nervous, because of what happened against Liverpool at home last season, when we deserved more from the game than we got, but when we lost, which is always miserable. Liverpool will have far more to offer than West Ham did, so please God let us, in turn, have more.
Sorry for the blog post title – you’ve no idea how much the phrase ‘keeping our powder dry’ makes me want to eat my own eyes. And not even because of what it means – though a recent Googling tells me it’s in reference to keeping gunpowder dry, because gunpowder doesn’t work when it’s wet, silly! Apt given we are the Gunners but anyway, I thought it had something to do with the pen at the bank that’s attached to the wall, which now I think about it was always accompanied by a wet sponge, so god knows why I thought that. But because anything anyone related to Arsenal says, becomes some kind of long and drawn out trending topic afterwards. Handbrake, dry powder, super quality, like a new signing, oh shut up shut up shut uppppppppp.
Ooh, before I forget, I spoke to my Granny about Arsenal for the Arsenal Collective. Have a look at her thoughts, she’s very wise. Thanks Andrew for hosting it on the site.
Anyway, hopefully tonight’s match will be an enjoyable one, and that we won’t get blown away by the weather. It’s my birthday tomorrow, so hopefully I’ll be far too involved with birthday food to worry about who we may or may not (may not, definitely may not) be signing. Stay strong guys, it’s nearly all over.
PS. Thanks Irishgray for reminding me to blog!