Two cups under the belt, eh â€“ we may as well just pack it all in.
Last nightâ€™s game was just about the most physical pre-season game youâ€™re ever likely to see, littered with yellow cards and highlighted by a personal duel between Robin van Persie and Ajaxâ€™s Thomas Vermealen. Robin van Persie won on points courtesy of his late goal, but it was a gripping spat. He could start a fight in a tea shop could our Robin.
I wouldnâ€™t be so bold as to say we created silky chance after silky chance, but what stuck out for me was the togetherness of the team. They fought tooth and nail and thatâ€™s a great sign. You could see it at the end with them all doing that strange shoulder-touching thing footballers do to â€˜bondâ€™.
The first-choice back four â€“ which is surely Clichy, Gallas, Toure and Sagna, I agree with the Playa on that one â€“ looked mostly solid, Clichy being the pick as is increasingly the case. His lung-busting run led to RvPâ€™s goal. Where does he get his energy from? One run up a pitch like that and Iâ€™m jelly.
Iâ€™m glad Nigel Flamini stayed too. He might not be an eye-catching player but heâ€™s powerful and has the proverbial â€˜big engineâ€™. Itâ€™s like a V6 injection turbo or something (whatever that means â€“ I still havenâ€™t found the latch that releases the bonnet on my car. Rumour has it thereâ€™s an engine in there, or so Iâ€™m told).
So Nige is well worth having in the squad, especially given he can cover at left-back if needs be.
What else? Sky Sports reports Wenger is in talks about a new deal, which we kind of suspected anyway. And Gilberto is a Â£10m target for Valencia if you believe all you read. We canâ€™t afford to let his experience go, so it wonâ€™t happen. And supposing the story was true and supposing we agreed to the sale (thereâ€™s supposition all over the place here), then it would put us into the black in terms of summer spending. That would please old spendthrift ArsÃ¨ne. Heâ€™d raise a glass of Chablis to that.
So anyway, there we have it â€“ six days till KO. [Iâ€™m hoping thatâ€™s kick off and not knockout].
Iâ€™m really excited; rather too much for a man toppling towards the wrong half of his thirties.