Official Gooners Thread - A New Hope

Started by Dinny Breen, November 10, 2006, 09:10:06 AM

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ross4life

Paul Merson is taking this defeat badly i think he'll hit the pub big time tonight.
The key to success is to be consistently competitive -- if you bang on the door often it will open

tyroneman

Since Arsenal last won anything of note..................

Terry & Carvalho
Terry & Ivanovic
Ferdinanad & Vidic
Lucio & Samuel
Pique & Puyol
Maldini & Nesta

anyone see a pattern..............

muppet

Quote from: tyroneman on February 27, 2011, 07:14:37 PM
Since Arsenal last won anything of note..................

Terry & Carvalho
Terry & Ivanovic
Ferdinanad & Vidic
Lucio & Samuel
Pique & Puyol
Maldini & Nesta

anyone see a pattern..............

♬ The animals went in two by two, hurrah, hurrah ♬
MWWSI 2017

Hoof Hearted

so much for 4 trophies, they will be lucky to win one, that was their "cert"
Treble 6 Nations Fantasy Rugby champion 2008, 2011 & 2012

muppet

Quote from: Hoof Hearted on February 27, 2011, 07:56:41 PM
so much for 4 trophies, they will be lucky to win one, that was their "cert"

T'was the blueshirts weekend.
MWWSI 2017

Boycey

Thought Merson was a bit disingenuous in his comments after the match implying Arsenals centre back and goalkeeper weren't up to it because they weren't English?

Minder

Quote from: Boycey on February 27, 2011, 08:25:29 PM
Thought Merson was a bit disingenuous in his comments after the match implying Arsenals centre back and goalkeeper weren't up to it because they weren't English?

Merson loves it, it is like a gentlemans club on a Saturday afternoon with those other tossers. He is actually starting to play on the fact that he is thick as pig shit and mispronouncing words to the whoops of delight of the others.
"When it's too tough for them, it's just right for us"

ONeill

Felt wrong from the start. Don't know whether it was the attitude of the players or nerves but I didn't see Arsenal winning this. Wilshere played well and had Persie not f**king injured himself afcukinggain from scoring he may have kicked on from that. But, Brum wanted it from Keeper to the big hoor. 

For me, this feels worse than Zaragoza95, Luton88, Liverpool01, Barcelona06 and it's a shitty trophy. It meant something more than just a trophy though and you suspect it signals a sharp change in fortunes over the next 4 weeks whereas Arsenal may have been primed to kick on from this.

Just balls.
I wanna have my kicks before the whole shithouse goes up in flames.

gerry

alot of gooners tweets about how sorry they are, as if that helps
God bless the hills of Dooish, be they heather-clad or lea,

Norf Tyrone

Quote from: ross4life on February 27, 2011, 06:06:42 PM
Wasn't Szczesny taking the piss outta Cashley on Twitter last week? i think it's best that he stays off Twitter for a while.

Was just reading hiw twitter page earleir. Some karma there for him!  :D
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ONeill

Quote from: Norf Tyrone on February 27, 2011, 11:00:13 PM
Quote from: ross4life on February 27, 2011, 06:06:42 PM
Wasn't Szczesny taking the piss outta Cashley on Twitter last week? i think it's best that he stays off Twitter for a while.

Was just reading hiw twitter page earleir. Some karma there for him!  :D

Arsenal still in cup.
I wanna have my kicks before the whole shithouse goes up in flames.

ross4life

Quote from: Norf Tyrone on February 27, 2011, 11:00:13 PM
Quote from: ross4life on February 27, 2011, 06:06:42 PM
Wasn't Szczesny taking the piss outta Cashley on Twitter last week? i think it's best that he stays off Twitter for a while.

Was just reading hiw twitter page earleir. Some karma there for him!  :D

The key to success is to be consistently competitive -- if you bang on the door often it will open

STREET FIGHTER

Quote from: muppet on February 27, 2011, 06:20:14 PM
Nice touch by Bowyer patting the Arsenal defender on the head during the celebrations. He was always a class act.

It might of been Barry Ferguson.

No suprise there either.

Dinny Breen

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'Twas as foul and base a spectacle as any conjured up by the poet Pope in The Dunciad, one which caused the nostrils of those of a properly Augustan sensibility to wrinkle with disdain, to watch the rank, blue-clad hordes spill out of Wembley stadium yestreen. The friction of knuckles against paving stones, the discernible motion in their trouser seats of hidden tails wagging furiously, the loud, collective mooing; one does not wish to descend into whimsical anthropomorphism by ascribing human emotions to these cattle but one could imagine that they were experiencing what we as sentient, thinking, feeling beings would call "joy". Evidently, in their bovine obtuseness, these sub-people had misinterpreted entirely yesterday's association football result and its ramifications.

Yes, the score read 1-2 (it as as well that there were no further goals as this would have confounded the numerical capability of the average West Midlander) but this fails to take into account a raft of exquisite, aesthetic intangibles, beyond the ken of a mere scoreboard. What of poise? Deportment? Grace? Elan? Panache?

To descend into the linguistic cesspit that is the element of the "Brummie", here is what they imagined to have occurred upon the football field yesterday. "Weeaoow put the ball more toimes than thiy did in the nit, loike – and at the end, we got a coop." Ah yes, the Carling Cup – had the game resolved itself in such a way that this trophy had been presented to Arsenal, then in the unlikely event that our players had accepted the trophy, M Wenger would have marched furiously onto the pitch and prevented the exchange, in the manner of Sir Alfred Ramsey intervening physically in 1966 to stop an English player from swapping his shirt with his Argentinean counterpart.

Arsenal do not play football purely out of some base, banal, magpie-like desire for the acquisition of cheap and vulgar baubles, sponsored by the brewers of urinal alcoholic products. Does one imagine, for example, that Da Vinci was motivated to paint purely in the hope that he might one day be awarded the Luigi's Grog Pot? He did not; he painted for the betterment of men, and so that such men, in being bettered thus could know that they were better than other men.

So it is with Arsenal. Once again, the troglodytes could be heard to bray, "WHY DOESN'T ONE OF THEM SHOOT? JUST FOR f**king ONCE, ONE OF YOU MINCING LITTLE f**king BANTAMWEIGHTS JUST PUT YOUR f**king FOOT THROUGH IT RATHER THAN LOOKING TO LAY IT BACK TO BACARY f**king SAGNA WHEN YOU'VE A f**king OPEN GOAL GAPING UP IN FRONT OF YOU!"

All of which is to miss the point. Many a time in training some raw swain from the youth team is invited to play in a session with the masters of the first eleven – and, with his impetuosity having got the better of him, he is liable, upon receipt of the ball six or seven yards out, to let fly and blast it in into the top corner of the net. Whereupon both the manager on the touchline and the senior players will wince and tut-tut at his grotesque gaffe, for he has committed a faux pas equivalent to Rembrandt, having only half-completed one of his canvases, punching a hole in it with his fist.

No no, it will be impressed upon the neophyte; this is not the Arsenal way. And, session by session, he will be versed in the more sublime, tantric delights of the endless passing game – the eternal dance of the cut-off, the layback, the forward jab, the flick, the succession of triangular motions, the Euclidian spectacle which is the true end in itself. And then, once this philosophy is ingrained in every fibre of his being, his initiation will be complete when he is at last invited to visit the Emirates trophy room and behold its cabinet, a contemporary masterpiece of uncluttered minimalism, a triumph of form over content. Here, he will be invited to marvel at the spotless glass through which all is visible is one's own reflection, the finish
of teak shelving, untouched by base metal. For this, is the Arsenal way, and thus it is destined to remain. Rosicky!
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ziggy90

Thanks for that ringing testimonial dinny,and to once more descend into the "linguistic cesspit" that is Brummie   ARSE n ALL ARSE n ALL when yow goo ta wash yer ands yow must wash ARSE n ALL.  ;D
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