Bah humbug to anyone who canâ€™t get their rocks off at the thought of an FA Cup semi-final, whoever the opponent.
Iâ€™ve been bouncing off the walls all week.
Competing at the business end for proper trophies, the nervous flutter of the pre-match stomach, the fear and the anticipation: thatâ€™s the essence of football, itâ€™s what itâ€™s all about. Big moments like these are what you remember when you end up looking back. Where were you when Ramsey scored? You wonâ€™t have to think too hard about that, itâ€™ll be etched in your mind forever.
Read this fantastic article from the Timesâ€™ George Caulkin and youâ€™ll see how lucky we as Arsenal fans are compared to others. I think we know it, deep down, though in the heat of things itâ€™s easy to forget.
Think of all the times you were elated or despondent at a football match, and I suspect many of those will have been in the FA Cup. For all the scheduling lunacy, the Wembleyness of the semi-final and the loud blaring music over the tannoys at inopportune moments, the FA Cup is still something I canâ€™t help but stay in love with.
Kenny Sansom flat hat, food and beer, mates, Wembley Way. Itâ€™s a routine I love.
Letâ€™s just hope we donâ€™t repeat the complacency of Monaco, or freeze like we did at this stage last year against Wigan. I have a string of photos taken during that game when we were a goal down and the clock was ticking, and the misery and anxiety on peopleâ€™s faces was amazing. So please Arsenal: donâ€™t do it to us again.
Forget the stats though: this is Readingâ€™s one shot at glory, and we all know how transient glory is. They have nothing to lose so itâ€™ll be an intriguing match. Of course we have the form and players that should see us through, but football doesnâ€™t always work that way.
I canâ€™t wait.
Come on you rip-roarers!