We have always had a rubbish record at Arsenal, whether the Emirates or Highbury, so yesterday never felt like a day for optimism.
Bags of effort, gallons of guts and an Arsenal not quite of old, meant a close game throughout separated only by a worldy.
Could have easily nicked a goal and a draw in the end.
The ‘run’ just needs to be halted by hook or by crook, with a filthy one nil and a spooned shinner grabbing the winner.
How it comes I don’t care.
What I do care about is this club of ours.
The sale no sale, and continuing games of our disgusting owner, are making me want to hoy myself off a high building, or at least hoy him off one.
Let’s face it, this disaster zone has been solely created by the Lord and Master of Disaster himself. Mike Ashley.
He would sell his own shrivelled nut sack for the right price, so all this destruction of a club is like foreplay for the twisted git.
Just level the city, blow up the bridges and pull the plug on the Tyne whilst you are at it.
You NEEDED to back the manager, that you appointed, this summer and FAILED.
If it isn’t sold by New Year’s Day – YOU MUST BACK HIM IMMEDIATELY!
You have supposedly had a duty of care to every black and white fan in the ground, and around the world, and you have unzipped and slashed all up our backs and told us it’s raining for ten years.
Pack in, sell up and LEAVE.
The lads are honest, hard working – just hugely short on class in this division.
Rafa the best manager we could ever pull.
Somehow we will all get through this. In this life or the next!
Come on you black and white B……s!