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Separated at birth

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Well, it’s Monday and only two days until Arsenal play again. This weekend, after the debacle at Carrow Road, saw the internet almost completely devoid of Arsenal fans and those who were about decided that it was best if we all just collectively agreed that Arsenal hadn’t played at all at the weekend.  It was the sensible choice.

I did brave a few post-match comments from the boss (Happy Birthday Arsene) and was glad to see no reference to any handbrakes, however there was talk of underestimating an opponent and, well, we all know this is far from being the first time that has happened.

But all focus should now be ahead, towards the Champions League tie against Schalke on Wednesday night.  While some are choosing to dissect the game on Saturday, I’m more than happy to erase it from my memory. What is the point of asking ‘what is the point of Giroud’ when just a few days ago people were lauding him for his goal against Spain? Saying we need to buy this player and that player is all very well and good, but the Premier League Transfer window doesn’t open until January so there’s bugger all we can do about it until then.

Yes, more than a few of the players were underpar on Saturday, but we can’t write them off or go too overboard with our criticism. One bad performance from this crop does not a season end, and we must, once again, show patience and see how they respond to what I hope was a jolly good boot up their arses after the full-time whistle on Saturday.

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In my blog yesterday morning I recounted a little tale. It was supposed to be a tale of old Arsenal because, well, we had a new Arsenal. One which didn’t offer up points to lowly teams because they had finally learned that matches are not won by simply turning up, that mistakes cost games and that no matter what position a team occupied in the league they always have something to fight for.  I needn’t have fucking bothered.

Pick a blog from last season, repeat it here, it’s all the bloody same despite there being new personnel on the pitch. Mannone’s fault for the first goal? Yes. You can talk to me about defenders not closing down or the swerve on the ball, but guess what? Goalkeepers have to face shots, some of which might have swerve. The ability to catch one is important. The ability to not push it across the goal in to an even more dangerous area and even more fucking important one. I don’t care what you say, I don’t care what he says or Wenger says, just as no-one could convince me that Almunia was Arsenal-ready, nothing you will ever say will convince me that Mannone is even good enough to be our number three.  Yes, Fabianski made mistakes, but his potential was there for all to see. With Mannone? This is as good as it gets. Come back in five years if you don’t believe me.

But of course, it wasn’t just him, it was the whole team and their collective couldn’t-give-a-fuckitis.  They played like a team who had decided on the plane (yes, they flew from Luton) that the points were theirs and that all that was needed was to step on to the pitch at Carrow Road against a team who hadn’t even managed to take a lead this season, let alone win a match, and the glory would be theirs.

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Without hair, Gervinho looks like Usain Bolt’s long-lost brother 

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Remember why we love him

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It has finally arrived. Arsenal day. All across the Gooner nation people are awaking from their internationally-induced slumber with smiles on their faces as they think about watching the only team they actually care about. Of course, just to tease us a little bit more, we have to wait until 5.30pm GMT for our kick-off, but sometimes, the waiting just makes it that much sweeter. This isn’t one of those times. But it could have been.

Our troops arrived back from their far-flung travels in various conditions. Koscielny will miss out after, well I’m not entirely sure what happened to him. He collided with Ribery’s knee in training, was ok to play in a meaningless friendly and then wasn’t ok.  At least it solves Wenger’s ‘how the hell do I drop my captain’ dilemma.

Theo is still out with his bruised lung after being poleaxed by that crazy-assed keeper which is a real shame as he was becoming to substitutes what the Road Runner was to Wily Coyote – fast as feck with something to show for it at the end.

Fabianski, who was not on international duty, clearly felt like he was missing out, so after slipping on the ankles he found left lying around the dressing room when one Robin van Persie departed for traitor-land, he has managed to tear them up enough that he’ll be out for around three months.  With Szczesny still out, lost in the Bermuda triangle of ‘two to three weeks’ it is to Vito Mannone we turn once again.

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Hmmmm this Jack lad is almost as good as me

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Arsenal team spirit

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Bendtner: Bow ties and sex shops (look at the sign)

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