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I’ve got a weekend in May that is shaping up to be pretty damn epic, and should be freaking amazing:


Chemical Brothers on the Thursday evening.
FAITHLESS!!! on the Friday (get a ticket at StarGreen, on sale today).
The Champions League final in Madrid, if Arsenal get that far, on the Saturday. Else the football league playoff final at Wembley instead.
A lunchtime drinking session at The Church with loads of mates on Sunday.
And rounded off with the Premier League Darts final at the Dome on Sunday evening.

It’s a good job I’m taking the Monday off work!

I’ve got a weekend in May that is shaping up to be pretty damn epic, and should be freaking amazing:

  • Chemical Brothers on the Thursday evening.

  • FAITHLESS!!! on the Friday (get a ticket at StarGreen, on sale today).

  • The Champions League final in Madrid, if Arsenal get that far, on the Saturday. Else the football league playoff final at Wembley instead.

  • A lunchtime drinking session at The Church with loads of mates on Sunday.

  • And rounded off with the Premier League Darts final at the Dome on Sunday evening.

It’s a good job I’m taking the Monday off work!

Class from Wayne Bridge.

yodaniel

Wayne Bridge, new legend.

Oh, and I have to admit that I called this yesterday: “I actually think Bridge will refuse to shake his hand, and give him a proper daggers look.”


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I’d say that this is my favourite ever Arsenal goal. Not because of the quality of it, nor the technical skill involved in it, but because of its meaning.

This was the last goal we scored in the 1997-1998 season, in which we won the Premier League and FA Cup, and I remember it vividly. I was watching it on TV, and we only needed a draw to win the title. We absolutely spanked Everton, 4-0, and this was the last goal.

For me, it signified a changing of the guard. The goalscorer, Tony Adams, was pretty much Mr Arsenal. He was the captain, and he signified everything about the club. His partner in crime in the middle of defence, Steve Bould, was the man who played him through on goal. They were both veterans by this stage, having given decades of service to the club, and this was the beginning of the end for them both.

A new manager had taken over a year or two earlier, and he was beginning to mould the team into his own vision. Adams and Bould wouldn’t last much longer, but Arsenal would carry on, and in fact improve.

I remember crying my eyes out after this goal went in, as it was the first time since I’d started supporting Arsenal that we’d won the league, that we’d proven that we were the best in the land. And for our captain, our hero to score the final goal, the icing on the cake? Well, that was just too much to ask for.

This goal was scored on 3rd May 1998, nearly 12 years ago, and I remember it like it was yesterday. Ask me something that happened last week, and I’d have no idea. This? I’ll remember it as long as I live.

I admit I flicked over to sky sports news just after the second half started again and actually watched it until the end to find out what happened

I have finally, finally broken the girlfriend.

I was at the Arsenal game last night, so she was home alone. Usually she doesn’t particularly care about football, despite my obsession, but of her own will she watched Sky Sports News for score updates and commentary on the game.

Ha! It’s taken a couple of years, but my football fanaticism has finally overcome her…

I think about, read about, talk about, and watch football far too much, and I feel that I could write about it endlessly too. I’m pretty damn opinionated about a lot of what happens in and around football, and am also one of those people that can laugh at how serious football takes itself.

I don’t want to turn my normal blog into a football-heavy one, because it is still only a small part of me, and of what interests me, so I’m starting a new blog on the side for all of my football-related thoughts and ramblings. Aptly enough, I’m calling it “Rob, Rambling about Football”.

If you like football, or even if you don’t, yet want understand the obsession, check it out.

EDIT: There’s a nice correlation between this being the 3000th post on the blog, and starting a new blog on the side.

The Arsenal game yesterday was one of the few fixtures across the land which wasn’t postponed, but it was still bastard cold. It hadn’t snowed in the morning, but as soon as I came out of the Tube station a few flakes started coming down.

It carried on in this vein for the first half, but pretty much bang on the start of the second half the snow started falling really heavily. It wasn’t exactly blizzard conditions, but visibility was getting a bit crap.

My camera couldn’t really pick up the snow too well, but this photo’s a pretty good example of just how much snow was falling.

The Arsenal game yesterday was one of the few fixtures across the land which wasn’t postponed, but it was still bastard cold. It hadn’t snowed in the morning, but as soon as I came out of the Tube station a few flakes started coming down.

It carried on in this vein for the first half, but pretty much bang on the start of the second half the snow started falling really heavily. It wasn’t exactly blizzard conditions, but visibility was getting a bit crap.

My camera couldn’t really pick up the snow too well, but this photo’s a pretty good example of just how much snow was falling.

With Arsenal not playing yesterday, I went with a few mates to Fulham v Swindon, which had the handy coincidence of being the closest stadium to where I live, and the visitors being the team that was local to me when I was growing up.

We were in the away end, which was incredibly loud throughout. It was good to learn some new songs a bit different from the usual Arsenal ones, and the Swindon fans were in good heart despite a losing effort.

The Fulham stadium, Craven Cottage, is a nice little stadium with some character courtesy of the eponymous cottage in one of the corners, which serves as an executive box for the owners of the club and the players’ families. It’s not the same as the 60,000 seater Emirates though…

With Arsenal not playing yesterday, I went with a few mates to Fulham v Swindon, which had the handy coincidence of being the closest stadium to where I live, and the visitors being the team that was local to me when I was growing up.

We were in the away end, which was incredibly loud throughout. It was good to learn some new songs a bit different from the usual Arsenal ones, and the Swindon fans were in good heart despite a losing effort.

The Fulham stadium, Craven Cottage, is a nice little stadium with some character courtesy of the eponymous cottage in one of the corners, which serves as an executive box for the owners of the club and the players’ families. It’s not the same as the 60,000 seater Emirates though…

GPOYW - The yes I do wear my Arsenal scarf when watching Arsenal games from my sofa edition.

GPOYW - The yes I do wear my Arsenal scarf when watching Arsenal games from my sofa edition.

The two women sat in front of me at the football last night were wearing matching hats.

This can mean one of two things: they are either a) sisters, or b) lesbians. Those are the only possibilities.

The two women sat in front of me at the football last night were wearing matching hats.

This can mean one of two things: they are either a) sisters, or b) lesbians. Those are the only possibilities.

After the game, we stayed behind for a few beers, and spotted this guy doing what is possibly the longest job in the world. Can Fulham FC not afford a proper ride-on lawnmower?!?!

After the game, we stayed behind for a few beers, and spotted this guy doing what is possibly the longest job in the world. Can Fulham FC not afford a proper ride-on lawnmower?!?!

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