Cesg Fabregas is going nowhere according to some Catalan big cheese over at Barcelona. The skipper of the glorious Gunners won’t become a Nou Champ because the ‘deal is dead’ apparently. That’s the news doing the rounds this morning but a better story in some ways is the plight of a Royal Navy ship which is being scrapped.
It’s name: HMS Invincible. We’ve got a few quid in the coffers since we neglected to shell out any wonga in the window. Couldn’t we put a bid in for the old tug and have her transported to the Emirates and put in dry dock at Drayton Park as a reminder to folk of our very own Invincibles who, lest we forget, went 49 games unbeaten? No, not glory glory Man Utd. Arsenal. Royal Arsenal to you. And who else would be skipper of our very own vessel other than Cescy baby?
Which leads me to the fall out from the weekend. Yes, we lost a four goal lead. Bad. Tres bad. But the bigger picture is that we gained a point on Yanited and their puce-hootered manager and we saw their attempt at emulating our Invincibles scuppered (we’ve always known they are a bunch of anchors, anyway).
Chelsea were sort-of humiliated as well meaning the weekend didn’t turn out too bad after all, right? Ok, it’s a fanciful notion to haul a million tonne warship from Portsmouth to N5 – especially the way the trains are running at the minute – so perhaps we could simple snap up her name plate when she comes up on eBay.
But the point is this: despite a bitter disappointment on Saturday we are still fighting on all four fronts, edged closer to the leaders and maintained our unique position in English football thanks to lowly Wolves putting those old Red Devils to the sword in an unlikely 2-1 triumph.
Wolves. Who we face next. Have I spoken too soon? Will Mick Hackarthy upset us at the Ems on Saturday? Why have I opened my massive gob? I am going to lie down to down and cast aside these doubts from my pea-sized bonce.
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