A Bad Day to be a Fan

It’s on mornings like today that its difficult to be a football fan – mind you I said FOOTBALL fan – when you wake up and the first thing that floods to your consciousness just immediately after you open your eyes are the heart wrenching events of the night past. Immediately you be like WTF and just want to go back to sleep but instead sleep betrays you like a traitorous lover and you just lay there. Your mind ponders the next line of action – to forget the dreadful events – but still it won’t go away and the memory sticks to your head and thoughts. Slowly you get out of bed and reality seems like a distant far away land for the only thing real to you at the present is that your darling team has just lost a cup game to a team that is 65 places below them in the league pecking order. Every disappointment is a blessing they say and you suddenly find the good in having short term memory loss – definitely not in last night’s loss – it would be most thoroughly welcome.

Top of the morning to yall

First I would like to apologise for the erraticness of my post these days, work has been really chocking and it’s really difficult to make out time to post anything.

That being said, we played Bradford City a team that is 3 divisions and 65places below us in the English football rankings with our strongest possible side and like a toothless bulldog, we were all bark but no bite. We lost. We were beaten by a team who knew their job and knew how to do it. When I say know how to do their job, a 22 year old Nackhi Wells from Bermuda playing for a League Two team turned Vermaelen and Gibbs inside out all night highlights this.

In as much as anything can happen in a game of football and anything can happen in a cup game, the Arsenal team looked lax and bereft throughout the game. I have continually wondered what the likes of Gervinho and Chamakh are still doing in the Arsenal team in this era. I wonder what they do in training, and how they even get to be on the club’s payroll not to talk of wearing the jersey. I wonder what Arsene Wenger sees when they run around the pitch like rain drenched chickens and contribute absolutely nothing to the cause of the team. 10 years ago, these players would NOT and I repeat emphatically NOT smell the Arsenal bench not to talk of the first team.

Crazy miss

It says a lot about the manager. After all, he is the same manager as at 10 years ago, it says a lot about how off touch he is with reality if the likes of Gervinho and Ramsey continually make it into his first team. It also says a lot about how we are run.

I have always said it that Arsene Wenger is not the sole problem at Arsenal but when he puts out a squad to execute a game and then consistently deliver below par performances, that's his problem. The manager is not under any pressure at the club. Not from the board nor from the CEO and definitely not from the owner. Kroenke couldn’t care less about what goes on the pitch. As such, the fans are the only interest group that puts pressure on him. The manager is like the highest authority on football at the club and no one is questioning him about the performances of his team. He is practically is own boss.

We constantly pride ourselves at how well we are being run and our financial model and stadium repayment and FFP and blah blah blah but on the pitch, we are diminishing progressively and the club that we all fell in love with is vanishing from our eyes and they still want us to see the positives.

The worst part is that there seem to be no change in sight, no light at the end of this dark tunnel. January has been mooted for change but honestly am not expecting much from this lot. They say they would spend but rather spend on either has beens or unproven players who would turn their backs and leave the club just when they are reaching maturity and other clubs benefit from our labours.

It indeed is a bad day to be a football fan and for now the best we can do is keep screaming for change from this debacle that we have found ourselves, a change to return us to the glory days of old.

Gotta get back to work now, enough ramblings for one day.