Ahhh jeez, World Cup day was so good… but then so spoiled. Like walking down an idylic country lane, only to fall into a partially covered pit of pig sewage. Yesterday was ruined.
… but I want you to soak up this image for a second.
Yes it is.
What it shows you is that footballers don’t care. They really don’t. Cesc betrayed Barca as a boy to join Arsenal because of the cash. He was a mercenary. Then he betrayed Arsenal when Barca looked the better option. Now he’s betrayed Arsenal by moving to the ugliest football club in the top 6 because they have maximum cash money.
Does he care? No.
He’s dead to me. Totally dead to me. I mean, United, I could tolerate. City, I could tolerate. But Chelsea?
It’s just so gross. It’s like your girlfriend breaking up with you and falling into the arms of Usmanov. You just don’t need that noise in your life. I’m over it . Turn the page. Let’s move on.
This move bothers me because it’s Chelsea. The merits of whether we needed the player are not in question. We don’t.
A few things though. If we sell Santi, that’ll get on my nerves, because Cesc would have been a perfect swap out there. The other concern, the major one, is what we do next.
If we go hard for the big names that are bubbling, and we pull them off. All will be forgiven, I can assure you. If those names fall by the wayside and we end up with nothing this summer because we’ve not properly prepared, I’ll be furious, you’ll be furious… the whole damn world will be furious.
Dick Law, Ivan Gazidis and Arsene Wenger best have a proper plan in place this summer if their main targets don’t work out. You can let an exhero move elsewhere if you’re doing something better. That’s certainly what Arsenal are planning. We don’t need to wait for the World Cup either, I think the Cesc move has just shown you that.
I’m seriously concerned we’re going to piss around until after the World Cup and end up taking the same squad as last season away with us. Not ideal and perfectly standard for Wenger who doesn’t have an ounce of urgency because he doesn’t have an ounce of pressure to succeed.
… but, like I said, let’s not lose the plot quite yet. United’s new manager is managing Holland at the World Cup and he has been charged with spunking £150m to bring a new squad up to standard.
What is mildy irritating is the constant flow of drivel coming from Spurs fans. They call us petulant, but jeez, they are basking in Cesc moving to Chelsea like he’s moved to them. Really is pathetic. But hey, most Spurs fans are, right? Yeah. That’s so right. Stupid Spurs fans and their jokes.
Someone did make the excellent point on Twitter earlier, that an explayer moving to a rival is pretty much standard. Does any club in the Premier League have so many top explayers at other clubs outside Arsenal? I don’t think so. We’re excellent at selling our best players, that’s for sure.
I caught the World Cup in a town square sponsored by Super Bock. A beer that some said was much like Peroni. Well, the evening was ultimately a disappointment as two stands ran out of beer pre-half time. What a shocker. A total shambles. It’d never happen at a Carling stand… NEVER!
Anyway, the game was fairly uninteresting. The Japanese refs, who worried me from the start because they’re clearly not reffing at the top level gave a shocking decision for the Brazil penalty and then apparently went on to explain their thoughts on the decision in Japanese to the Croatian players. Not great work and ultimately a costly decision for Croatia, who though taking a battering, were resolute. Neymar made it count both times though. There were some exceptional touches and dinks in the game. Hopefully Mexico vs Cameroon is a good game tonight.
Below is a bit of a tragic David Bentley video, not because of the content, but because he’s so slow at getting to the point where he says he’s fallen out of love with the game. It’s funny, people go nuts when players say they’ve fallen out of love with sport. For me, it’s perfectly natural. The cardboard box industry lost their shit when I said, ‘look, I love a fire retardent c-fluted board as much as the next man, but I don’t love the process of getting to the finished product. I’m jacking it in.’
Shockwaves people. Big ones.
Point is, football is like any other job… except there aren’t million of people trying to get into the job he once had. But look, if running restaurants is more fun for him, let him have them. Give his £60k a week to people who care about the game. At least he’s not taking a wage.
Right, that’s about it for today. HAVE AN INCREDIBLE WEEKEND OF FOOTBALLING INDULGENCE.