So it’s Wednesday and we lost our first game of the 2015/16 BPL season exactly 3days, 21 hours, 19 minutes, and 40 seconds ago, but who’s counting?
A lot has been said about that game I would imagine; who wouldn’t? A lot has been said but, this is not a post aimed at highlighting the inefficiency of the attention of the global population.
When the game started, I was in a taxi heading home, fighting the constant urge to scream at the driver to “step on the friggin’ gas bruh! Pedal to the floor b*tch! Do you not realize that Arsenal are ripping West Ham a new one?”.
So you can only imagine my bewilderment when I got to the place where I watched the game just as the second half was about to start and finding out that Arsenal were in fact losing.
Now as an Arsenal fan that followed religiously our near title winning season of 08/09 or 07/08 (forgive me, my memory is not the most reliable, and taking a trip to Google is too much stress than I’m paid for ? Joke), I was thinking “1-0 is not a difficult scoreline for this team to turn around, I mean we beat them in 10 mins last two seasons” but a the second half went on and I saw the type of Arsenal that decided to turn up for the game, I quickly adjusted my thoughts to accommodate the near certain possibility of an impending defeat; “oh well, sh*t happens”.
Three days on, I have decided to give my thoughts on that particular game, not because I needed time to think or rationalize within myself the reason for our demise, but rather because I am one of the laziest people I know, and I’d like to think that my chief editor Sprucey agrees with me, albeit not with a smile on her face.