Today is a good day to die!

Well, not really.  But I am in a good mood.

I was over in London on Tuesday night for the first time since the Emirates Cup, and it is safe to say that I got my moneys worth.  Nearly 60,000 of us filled out the ground and watched some sparkling football.  I was impressed by every Arsenal player, so much so that three-nil flattered Wigan.  Sure, there were negatives (Fabianski flapping, Randall passing to the opposition, Gibbs giving De Ridder too much room), but there were so many more positives.  Every player warranted a 7/10 at the very least, while there were also several exceptional performances.  Jack amongst them, of course. 

Mind you, I must say that the gigantic jizzbomb being exploded over young Jack's barely pubescent head by the UK press has been a bit ridiculous, even if Jack is the greatest player in the history of the game.

So, added to the game against Sheffield United, we've seen Arsenal score 9 goals and concede none, in front of a delirious combined crowd attendance of nearly 120,000.  Not bad for a team that disrespects the competition.  Meanwhile down the road, Chelsea show their respect for the competition by fielding a fringe team and getting beaten at home by a Championship side.  Nice.  Shove that up your cakehole Wilkins, you stupid bald cunt. 

One more win and we'll be in our fifth Carling Cup semi final in six seasons.  Again, that wouldn't be bad for a club that disrespects the competition.  And again, shove that up your cakehole Wilkins, you haemorrhoidic anal discharge.

I think it is important to sign off on a positive note, seeing as this will probably be my only blog entry this month.  So: I love Jack Wilshere.  And I love Aaron Ramsey.  And Carlos Vela. Ditto Theo Walcott.  Cesc Fabregas. Samir Nasri. Kolo Toure.  Gael Clichy.  Eduardo (looking forward to seeing you back!).  Robin van Persie. The list goes on.