It’s been a very very hectic two months for me, and although I wanted to review Scott Sanders’ “Black Dynamite” for Black History Month, I don’t think I have the ability to do. Instead, all I have are a collection of some of my favorite fight scenes featuring some of the most badass African-American martial artists ever. See below, and witness a slew of asskicking, especially from Michael Jai White. Enjoy folks!
Arsenal have had a poor season, and no amount of fluff from me can hide that. Our away form is atrocious and our midfield is leaky. And when I say leaky, I mean we turnover WAY too much. Xhaka really needs to learn how to defend without fouling and Sanchez, despite the awesome things he’s done for Arsenal, turns balls over way too much. So when he finally went to United instead of Citeh, I was like, “Meh.” However, the rumors swirling around Giroud leaving felt like a dagger to the heart. All in all, I understand why he needs to go; he’s got a new baby, it’s a World Cup year and he needs regular playing time. Unfortunately, like many would highlight, Giroud is simply awesome as a Plan B, and no striker would want to be relegated to that. It’s with these thoughts in mind that Wenger decided to open the door for Giroud to go. I absolutely hate the fact that he’s gone to Chel$ki, but I hold nothing against him and, frankly, hope he benches Morata.
It also sucks to see that his final game with us was one where we lost to Swansea…AGAIN. It’s almost as if the Swans have become another bogey team for us away (like offside Southampton), and it’s an atrocious record that needs to be put to bed.
However, I need to give props to Olivier. He never gave up when new strikers came in and always, ALWAYS gave 100% to the club. He’s made so many howlers, but created so many glorious, beautiful footballing moments for us that really, I can never ever be mad at him. I’m sure many would argue that he didn’t fit the system at Arsenal, but he contributed to our sloppy brand of sexy football in his own way. The flicks, the touches, the back-passes, his class and the headers were all just glints of polished dynamite that have adorned the Emirates’ grassy canvas and I’m sad to see it all go. Sure, we finally have Aubameyang, but will that help us break down the obstinate, defense-first playing style of the Prem? Will we finally see some more of what we saw yesterday against Everton? Or will we just see an increasing number of frustrated Arsenal faces in the opposition box once ANOTHER call goes against us?
Whatever it is, I’m moving on from this hectic transfer window with a sigh of relief and exasperation. We said goodbye to Theo, to Debuchy, to Sanchez and to Coquelin, all folks who’ve done their part to steer the Arsenal ship as best as they could. The fact that Giroud is part of that list makes it even more sad. Our beautiful Arsenal story with Olivier Giroud ended on January 31st, 2018, but I sure hope we get to hear more from him, especially once he dons the Blue Jersey of France this summer. Until then, I wish him the very best because to me, no matter where he goes, Giroud will always be a Gunner. Adieu Olivier, and thanks for all the memories.
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