You are traveling through another dimension, a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind. A journey into a wondrous land whose boundaries are that of imagination. Your next stop, the Twilight Zone!
A monologue familiar to millions seems utterly apposite this morning. Has your beating heart stopped fluttering after last night?
For this who missed the supposed drama, RMC alleged – encouraged, it’s claimed by his “entourage” – that a bid of €80m flew in Lille’s direction for Nicholas Pepe. That this was almost double our much-reported transfer budget didn’t matter; some bright spark suggested Lacazette was the fall-guy and the story grew legs.
Separately, suggestions emerged that Enos dipped into his pocket to fund the purchase. This, despite everyone knowing he preferred mediocrity from his sporting empire so long as the investment grew. Which it will.
Sanity prevailed when Ornstein poo-pooed the idea. Quite why he felt the need to is beyond me? Perhaps the club felt it necessary as it was all getting out of hand, that the summer – already suffering from a bad start and a hopeless middle – didn’t need any external help in getting worse? Who knows?
Nihilism is this summer’s byword. Two seasons out of the Champions League, coupled with the January 2018 transfer splurge, turned our world upside down.
I don’t hold Sven entirely and solely responsible for the latter but his part in signing Aubameyang (success) is more than offset by pushing for Mkhitaryan (millstone) as the makeweight in Alexis’ sale.
Ivan and Arsène were at the heart, desperate to secure a top four place. There are parallels with Ferguson’s last season. The pair wanted to secure their legacy and embarked on a spending spree, irrespective of the squad imbalances it caused.
The result of it all is growing discontent among fans, ranging from anger to long-term fans disconnecting from the club.
Surely nobody is surprised by the latter? football changed with the money flowing through the game, which coincided with the Arsenal hierarchy sinking further into a mire of ineptitude irrespective of personnel.
It’s reached a point where we stroke our chins and declare “chinny-reck-on” at claims Arsenal submitted a £25m bid for Kieran Tierney. Those reports carry as much credibility as the claims Scotland Yard already identified the mole behind the Darroch cables leaks.
Ornstein has yet to confirm the bid but upping your initial £15m offer by £10m offers hope that realism is the order of the day in Highbury House. Raul, stop pratting around and get the deals done. Restore some optimism to this grey Arsenal world.
This is the preseason, for chrissakes, where optimism is at its peak before the dreary reality that we’re still crap sets in. Give us one slither of light before the darkness engulfs us.
Meanwhile, the squad is in Californ-i-a training. Emery found himself ridiculed for his attire while the forward line took the p*ss out of the defence during the session, reinforcing the feelings of inadequacy in every defender bar Shkodran Mustafi. “Now, you are all at my level…”
Thank god we have the Cricket World Cup as a distraction. Nobody can argue it hasn’t been an enthralling tournament. England stand on the cusp of glory but this is a nation which thrives on heroic failure. Can we really buck the trend today, particularly in a sport noted for its heroic failures?