First off, our friend Emmanuel (the better one, not Adebayor) has been rewarded with a new contract. He seems a much happier person from the sorry sod who was booed off at the Emirates, so let's hope his happiness translates to confidence, to goals and to a strong run-in to the end of the season. Remember that season where Freddie started scoring goals for fun? I get ahead of myself, but who knows, Eboue may be the man, man. haha. Back to reality...
Arshavin wants to go out to play. He really does. Can't stand being left out of games, especially since he's having so much fun. Who cares about that 8 stitches in his foot. "I just want to play!"
So looking forward to tomorrow and Hull, let's get through this with a good professional performance, and we're on track for an FA Cup semi. I really do rate our chances against Chelski, so I'm optimistic.
Speaking of optimism, forgot to mention that this past weekend was all in all, rather nice. Who would've expected it, but a massive favour from Spurs. I'd have taken a draw, but with Villa's form at home, that really wasn't that big a surprise. And remember, you heard about it first from the Arsewiper's wild guess! CHOKE CHOKE CHOKE, CHOKERS! I suppose if fans had to sing Agbonlahor's name, I'd choke too.
Finally, news on Rosicky. I've said this before, and I'll say it again. I really love the dude, but this can't go on. He's out for a while longer. Surprise surprise. I mean, what's the point of having someone on your ledger who never seems to make it even to the training ground? Must as well be me. I could even train - with a ball!
Ta ta. Fingers crossed for tomorrow.
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