Signing “quite soon”, but first it’s You Know What.

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Good morning from a sultry London. At least, I expect it to be sultry later on, or I want my money back. The shorts are on, perfectly complementing the hairy white legs, and I even got the electric fan out the loft last night it was so warm. That’s as big a meteorological death wish as you’ll ever see – it will be grey and dull within days.

According to, ‘Fabregas [is] through to the next round’, which will fill the 23 men of Portugal with hope. I know he’s good and his beard is skill, but even he can’t do it alone, can he?

I tell you what though, he’s had as restful a World Cup as you could hope for as an Arsenal fan, playing a whole hour in total, which just about says it all about the strength of the Spanish squad. If they don’t go all the way to the business end of this competition it won’t be for the lack of options. If Fabregas was English he’d be our best player (burned out, missing passes, moaning about being bored).

Talking of which, I was interested to read that the English players were ‘bored’ in their swanky hotel. Apparently there’s nothing to do when they’re not training. What are they – twelve years old?

For those of an English hue, we’ve got the chop-slobbering prospect of another England v Germany humdinger tomorrow. Contrary to what you might think, our competitive record against Germany (penalties apart) is about 50:50. The two penalty defeats though, at the World Cup in 1990 and at Euro ’96, are the ones that most of us remember for obvious reasons.

Back in 1990 (peering through the sands of time) I was loafing about in Australia and found myself watching the semi-final at 3am in a small Queensland town, the name of which, like most things from 1990, I have long forgotten. Bizarrely, we had progressed through the tournament flattering to deceive (ring any bells?) but when it came to the semi-final we played out of our skin only to lose. The memory of Chris Waddle’s 45-degree penalty is etched in my mind, as are the hideous mullets on both sides (Waddle and Voller: guilty as charged).

Strangely though, come the semi-final Chris Waddle had dragged himself into the new decade by having his mullet cut off. Was it is his Samson moment (not Kenny Sansom before you ask – the biblical one)? Would England have won the World Cup had Waddle not dismulleted? Now there’s a thought.

Breaks my heart seeing that defeat even now.

By the second of those defeats, at Euro ’96, I was living in London, and when Southgate Waddled his penalty, I remember striking up a fat cigar in a pub on West End Lane, watching a few extremely frustrated and well-lubricated England fans ‘let a bit of steam off’ in the road.

So no, I don’t have any great recollections of playing Germany in the matches that matter, because by and large, in the matches that matter in my lifetime, we have lost to them.

Sorry this has been mostly about England – we’re promised a signing “quite soon” by the boss, and that could well be Koscielny – but there’s nothing concrete yet and I’m done with speculation.

Righto, enjoy your weekend.


Arsenal since about 1979. Thick, thin and all that.

This Post Has 5 Comments

  1. Bhiza

    Is it wrong that I don’t have the same love for Fabregas any more, and I’m not so proud he is the skipper, is it wrong.

  2. RotorGoat

    Haha – well let’s see what happens. Lots of guff and counter-guff, but he’s still our player.

  3. josh

    Bhiza, I don’t blame you. But it is misplaced. We should blame it on Barcelona, their club ex-president, present one, their players and not forgeting the Spanish press! They ‘build’ him up on a pedestal but have no sincere intention to buy for ‘his home coming’!. They unsettled him knowing fully well that Arsene Wenger WILL NOT SELL.

  4. RayB

    In all the Barcalona nonsense Cesc has said nothing except after the meeting with Wenger that his future is in the manager’s hands. We know that Arsene does not want to sell Cesc, therefore until anybody tells us anything different Cesc is still our captain and will be next season. And there’s nothing that those Catalonian loudmouths can do about it unless WE decide otherwise.

  5. shooy

    That’s exactly what they are mentally, pampered spoiled 12 year olds. If they’re bored tell them to take a ball outside and have a kick around. That’s what I did when I wss 12…..for hours on end.

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