We go into the opening showpiece game full of fear and trepidation. All of our good players want to leave ,are injured, or are not fit enough to start. We had to rig the result of our own tournament so we could win it. We have signed a striker we thought wasn’t good enough for four years and a leftback that couldn’t even get a renewal at his own club. Every other team has improved and we have,at best, stood still.
What? You don’t believe me? It’s true, I’ve been on twitter since May and that’s what seems to be the consensus.
I know what you are thinking ! “He’s gone mad “. But I kid you not.
I mean, I remember the wonderful way we won the FA Cup and think we have kept all the players we wanted too, added a £50m striker and a beast of a wingback. I should be looking forward to the new season. What’s wrong with me?
Well the truth is I am excited by the prospect. I love the players we have and I like the new boys. If we can’t enjoy the season before any setbacks have had the chance to blight it, when can we?
I have no idea what sort of a team Arsene will cobble together for the game on Sunday and frankly, I don’t care. Whoever pulls on the shirt will get my support. Whatever the result, I will enjoy watching them try their best. A win would be lovely and will prove we are a force to be reckoned with, but if we lose I’ll find it easy to dismiss the result as just a friendly. Hypocrite you say? And then some.
So Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more. Football is supposed to be fun, enjoyable, entertainment even. I intend to be entertained for the next 9 months, others can suit themselves.
Oh, and by the way, we are going for our 9th consecutive Wembley win I think.
Up The Arsenal