Opinion

Riders set for Clock End knees-up

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Salutations, fellow followers of the Royal Arsenal. I trust we are all fine and dandy ahead of the NLD on Saturday? What fun we have in store. Of course, there is the trifling matter on an England game tonight against France at Wembley and, for once, I shall tune in to see how our the young Gunners Walcott and Gibbs get on. I imgaine they will be the best players on the park – save for the Arsenal’s French boys, eh?
Talking of the French – and I am not one to do so at length despite the Francophile remit at the Sir Herbert Chapman Stadium but that is for another time – I was surprised to learn Bob Le Pires has signed for Aston Vanilla. What a vile bunch indeed. Lots of spats at the ageing cackpit of a ground over the years for yours truly. No names, no pack drills in case the Brum plod are watching! Good luck to Bob…except when he plays against us.
In other news, I see Bendy boy is wanted by Bayern Munich. For my money it would be folly to rid ourselves of the Dane until perhaps the summer. Lord above knows we need all hands to the pump over the course of a season and, even though he has a rather inflated opionion of himself, we can make use of his attacking ability as the season progresses.
Now as you know, my contacts are many within the Arsenal supporters fraternity and one good egg I have met and grown to like over the years is Big Andy, a diehard fan with red and white blood running through his veins. Andy is the figurehead behind the rather fine Riders of the Night pop band who dedicate all of their songs to the Royal Arsenal. Stirring stuff I can tell you. These boys know their Richie Powlings from their Theo Foleys and seem to be billed as something called ‘old school’ but spelt with a ‘k’…as in ‘skool’.
The Riders are playing a concert along with a Jam tribute band and I have been invited as guest of honour. Perhaps I will have to cut a ribbon or make a speech or some such gesture but, to be frank, as long as these chaps keep me in sherry for the night I don’t give a figs.