Fresh As A Romp

I had the choice on Sunday of either the two;  ending Fresher’s week with a trip to Thorpe Park, or waking up late and easing onto my cushion for a lunchtime date with Arsene’s historical match. I think we all know which one was favoured.

Yes, we had a shaky start. But Blackburn did, for the large part, get into the faces of Arsenal. For the first 20 minutes, it was attack one way, attack the other. But, as ever, the great Thomas V, fists clenced and jaw locked, smashed home the sweetest and most passionate of volleys I’ve seen from anyone, let alone a (freescoring) centre half. Big T is proving not just a rock, but an inspiration to all his team mates. As much as Kolo was the smiler, Thomas is the beast.

This is a different Arsenal. Once, if you stopped Cesc Fabregas, you stopped Arsenal. Now, the Spaniard is reflected with jewels – Van Persie, Arshavin, Rosicky, Walcott, Nasri – all match winners.

Lets talk about Cesc Baby. Four assists, a goal to give and a slick, mean machine, our no.4 has grown and tuoghened since big TH14 left in 2006 and PV4 in 2005. He is our lynchpin; pay him whatever he wants – just bloody well keep him!! I’m sure that those pesky journalists cannot find anything better to do. Continual Cr*p about leaving, rumours of discontent. Perhaps in the end of career, Cesc may leave for a return to homeland. For now, he’s gunning for trophies.

The return of Theo marks another landmark, or if not, just another safety point. With internationals returning, I fear another impending injury, just when the Arsenal doctor’s room was emptying.

And so, I return to Fresher’s and University…with a ticket to the Arsenal v Spurs match!!! Ca Va!