If you think this thread is dead, I'm here to resurrect it!
I've been licking my wounds in private but decide to come here today to commiserate with my fellow Gooners on the end of what has been a topsy-turvy season! On getting here, I find that Formula-1 has been running his mouth but no one's put him in check! C'mon Gunners, it can't be that bad!
Well, I won't question the merits or otherwise of Formula-1 giving "mad props" to nii for jumping on Man U dick but calling other men "fool" and "whine" for sticking to their guns, quite literally. I'll save that for some other time...if I can find the time to baby-sit and feed a baby "formula"!
Here's how I feel today at the end of our title chase. Remember, what doesn't kill us makes us stronger!
I woke up today with a sense of foreboding. I had endured the most heart wrenching season in all my years as a Gooner and thought the Liverpool loss in the Champions League was the most cruel blow I could endure. However, my gut feeling was that today would officially end our title chase.
As I write this I have tears in my eyes. The manner of our loss to Man Utd today was like pouring salt on an open wound. It was eerily similar to our distasteful Liverpool loss in the Champions League. We went ahead, then conceded a needless penalty (played twice) and then went on to concede from a set piece. Adebayor missed a bagful of chances, Bendtner hit the post, Cesc blazed just over the bar but at day's end, we had lost and our quest for silverware this season had come to a very painful end.
I cried as I saw Cesc applaud the loyal Gunner fans who remained and sang for about fifteen minutes after the match ended. I saw a few fans crying as the stadium emptied. I saw Wenger walk into the tunnel with a stoic look but a heart full of pain.
That's when it hit me hard...
Our title chase is over on all fronts!
This season has witnessed from the Arsenal squad what is perhaps the most beautiful display of free-flowing attacking football in decades. It has also shown the misfortune inherent in the saying "why do the good suffer?"
As I try to come to terms with our trophy-less campaign (barring the Emirates Cup and Amsterdam Invitational win), I realize that the moment our season took a slide into the abyss of disaster began the very moment Taylor's tackle had Eduardo stretchered off and we went on to draw that game.
There's bile in my throat as that memory comes back to me. What if Dudu hadn't gotten that injury? What if Rosicky wasn't out till God-knows-when? What if Hleb had won the penalty when Kuyt brought him down in the first leg against Liverpool in the Champions League? What if Bendtner had steered the ball into the net that day instead of away from the empty Liverpool net? What if I wasn't a Gooner? Would I be hurting like I am now?
So many questions and too few answers...
I do know that I wouldn't rather support any other team but the Arsenal or have us play our football any other way.
I do know that our title chase is now over for the season...
I don't know how it's possible to hurt like I do and still hope that next season will be better than this one has been...
I don't know how Cesc and all the players feel.
I do know that my heart still chants "Gunners 4 LIFE!"
Hola back while I listen to R.E.M's "Everybody Hurts" "and if you can't respect that, your whole perspective is wack"!