When it rains, it pours. Jack Wilshere goes away on a outrageously timed international break, to play a totally pointless friendly, during the most important phase of the season.
Ruins his navicular.
Now, I’ll admit, I thought a navicular was a type of seizure you have in a tropical country, so you can imagine my disappointment when I found out it’s a stupid bone that, if hairline fractured, can cause you to drop out of football for 12 games.
Wenger doesn’t think his season is over.
“He’s out for six weeks, there’s 11 weeks left of the season.
“He can do some training, two weeks after the six weeks he can train again. So that will be a maximum of eight weeks.”
My worry? Aaron Ramsey can’t be eased into the set up. He’ll be thrown in at the deep end, which could potentially be damaging. But whatever, that’s the sh*t sandwich we’ve been dealt. Thank the lord Kim Kallstrom is going to be fit. Really looking forward to seeing him this weekend.
International breaks really do frustrate me. They’re there to fuel excitement for the World Cup. Which is there to fuel the back pockets of corrupt execs. On a seperate note, it sounds like Brazil is a total disaster zone at the moment, when the people of the greatest football nation in the world are protesting against a World Cup, you know there are deep rooted issues.
Anyway, back to it. When do clubs group together and put an end to the madness of international friendlies? If I was really bored, I’d look at all the injuries we’ve suffered down the years because FAs send their players to backwater countries to earn some coin. We’ve lost Santi, Diaby, Robin, Cesc, Paddy at important times down the years to pointless games.
Now, I know Jack hasn’t exactly been firing on all cylinders this year, but that’s not the point. He’s part of a squad that’s shooting for the league, now we’re hamstrung because of England. We pay his wages, train him… then his country can come in, use him, break him, then give him back?
How is that right in anyway?
Someone start me a damn petition, right now.
In other news, we’re being linked with Steve Mandanda. Apparently, he’s 28. I thought he was much older. Feels like he’s been on the scene a while? He hasn’t. He’ll leave Marseille in the summer, we’ll have two keeping vacancies, so hey, why the hell not?
How about Griezmann? I thought he was 22? Oh, he is. How many goals has he scored? 18. 18 goals you say? With 3 assists? Wow. So good. We should sign him. Well, good news, seems Arsene likes him. He’s quick, slightly awkward in style, but he’s short, has a low centre of gravity and he’s French.
I’d still like us to go for Konoplyanka. Why? Because I’ve learnt how to spell his complex name freestyle. Impressed? You should be. I sit next to a Ukrainian at work. I can’t spell her surname, but I can communicate to her loosely in her in mother tongue. Impressed? Good. That’s what I wanted.
It’s Friday, go an sit down next to the intern, when they turn and look at you, grip your fist and shout, ‘don’t ever, ever look at me’… when they turn back and look at their computer screen (petrified), carry on staring at them for exactly 45 seconds, then leave.
Your work is done.
HAPPY FRIDAY DRINK BEER AND HAVE GOOD TIMES ALL DAY AT THE EXPENSE OF PRODUCTIVITY.