Looks pretty dark out there now. I had to work today so I was spared watching it live. Nipped in and out the of building to get a signal. First half – fine. Second half – just painful. Just spoke to a friend who went. Well, we didn’t really speak to honest, what can you say.
Ahead of the Swansea game I looked back at old stuff to remember who’d played for Arsenal back when we’d played them before. Too be honest it all feels a bit early eighties right now. Dying days of Terry Neill. Pointless holding action of Don Howe.
Too depressed to watch MoTD. I’ll take a look on Arsenal Player in the morning, searching for some crumbs of comfort. There will be no crumbs for the club or Arsene Wenger. Any kind of win would have been another small step along the path. This puts us right back on the ropes.
This may be a bit of a over-reaction, I don’t know. Doesn’t feel like it right now.
Enough waffle. Enough beer, going to bed. Feel free to waffle on below if you feel like it, but let’s at least keep clean, huh.
*Leiber, Stoller, King



