LadyArse

Not the worst time to break one’s blogging-abstinence, is it? My schedule has displayed all the tightness of Jamie Redknapp’s pants this past month and, try as I might, I couldn’t muster up the willpower to pen depressing missives about two-goal leads being blown, shirts being swapped when said shirts shouldn’t have been swapped, and [...]

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This is going to be a quick one; because I am in over my head with random stuff (non-football, less important, but sadly necessary. Final exams, barrage of fire and brimstone, you get the drift) and also because masochism is a trait I do not dabble in. Trying to write in depth about today’s game [...]

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I go about my daily routine, pittering and pattering about the premises and seeing the itinerary through, when I look at the thing and do a double-take. It stirs the memory a mite; like an old friend you meet over olives and cocktails many years later and can’t place. I go over to the thingamajig [...]

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Arsenal fans are no strangers to consolatory victories. After contriving to exit competition after competition every season like a seasoned stack of dominos, the team turns up in spades against one daunting opponent, blows them out of the water and licks the wounds of an incompetent season with this fleeting moment of sunshine. Yesterday was [...]

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I was laughing at half-time, a maniacal cackle. After solemnly deciding that the quick, direct passing and intense pressing Arsenal displayed against Spurs last weekend was the template to follow for the rest of the season, we were displaying scant quickness and minimal intensity. Liverpool attacks arrived with the frequency of quizzes in Analog Electronics [...]

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As far as continuation of difficult weeks go, this was very difficult. Milan were good, we were bad; but Milan weren’t as good as we were bad. Arsenal would have lost to most teams playing like they did last night- lethargic, over-cautious and poor in their passing, diligently unwilling in their shooting, casual in pressing [...]

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As far as starts to difficult weeks go, that turned out to be half-decent, yeah? After eons of bumbling around in the wilderness every time our rivals slipped up, Arsenal finally took advantage of dropped points around them yesterday by squeezing past Sunderland with very little toothpaste in the tube to spare. Liverpool lost and [...]

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I felt that recently we had quite good performances but did not get the results. Today we got the performance and the result, which is ideally what you want. -        Arsene Wenger, post-match wibbling session Arsenal’s January has been like the ice-skating learning curve from hell. A few steps in semi-confidence, building up speed as [...]

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We ended up giving a good account of ourselves against Man City but not winning, which was pardonable enough, but embracing the tag of honourable losers is not an act any team should partake in with any relish or frequency. Getting a positive result was the most important thing against Villa, and it gave me [...]

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Even with the sticks-and-stones footballing knowledge at my disposal, I can confidently opine that winning runs are good for a team. The warm, fuzzy feeling that you get after pocketing three points slowly snowballs into a huge-ass bear hug as it is superseded by more and more victories. Arsenal aren’t quite in bear hug territory [...]

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Arsenal fans must sometimes be shocked to realise that they have real, actual lives to balance with the clusterfuck of unpredictability that is their team’s football season. I was certainly shocked to learn last week that people expected me to do other things than sit and swear in front of the telly; and have consequently [...]

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“Is he the one?” Person A asked. “Yes, look at him walking as if someone just humped him dry. Of course he’s the one,” Person B replied. Person A sidled up to me as I was trudging along, freshly dry-humped, and asked, “Are you th-“ “Yes, yes, I am the one, for fuck’s sake.” His [...]

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