Monday 31 August 2009

Arsenal against the world!


They all said Arsenal would do peanuts this season. They all like it when money is traded without responsability. They like it when xenophobia rules. They like it when bad people laugh. They like it when good people fail.
For a week every single bastard in world football was rubbing it into Arsenal for what they believe was a dive from Eduardo against a Celtic team who was heavily losing a game they could never win. From Platini to nobody everyone was on how to punish the cheating Arsenal striker. I remember when Pires got a penalty against Portsmout back in 2004 how he was made the biggest cheat in football too. What is more disgusting in this time though is the targeted Eduardo. This is a lad who got one of the most severe injuries in football from a Taylor challenge that almost ended his footballing career. He spent 18 months and is still to play normally. You can understand the psycholgical block he can have when seeing a fat keeper going into your feet. He never even apealed for a penalty. So there was no way he should get the treatment he recieved. Now the stupid UEFA are charging him for simulating a foul so he is facing a two match ban. I hope they ban him. That will highlight their incompentency to anyone who still believes they have any decency.

If the Eduardo incident is disgusting what happened Saturday was just a work of satan and of the highest order. We played manchester united off their own backyard. They were scared, out of thoughts and out of ideas. We were better in every department and Mike Dean, the stupid cuntish referee sent by the incompetent FA. Let's just remember he was charged for betting in the game. So you must belive he put his money on the stupid mancs that being the most forgiveable explanation of his behaviours. United chased shadow for a good part of the game and decided as usual to kick the gunners as their ever so found solution against Arsenal since the Invincibles. Valencia, the new toy of Ferguson wasted no time in going into red card offenses from the start of the game: kicking, elbowing and even using some martial arts waza without getting the smallest punishment from the referee. But off course as soon as Alex Song made a nothing challenge on a Man U player was I surprised to see a yellow branded with so much emotion from the mean Dean. But when Fletcher two footedchallenged Arshavin in the penalty area I was so concerned with the little russian's ability to get up. That is a life threatening tackle in my book. And Fletcher to say I got some of the man and some of the ball. Incorrect! You got all of the man and handled the ball! The tackle is a red card offense! The "denying an obvious goalscoring opportunity" is another red card offense. A bad tackle in the 18 yard area is a peanlty, handling the ball in the penalty area another penalty. So Fletcher made an offense that warrant two red cards and two penalties! What happened next? LUCK, said Fletcher! Cheat; The referee cheated Arsenal and waved play on. Dean said litterally "did anything happen? Play on lads." The russian fella showed the whole world he has grits something the xenophobic FA and Mancs truly lack. He picked himself up and scored a beauty though he clearly was injured the moment that piece of cunts from Scotland tried to murder him. He played on but was suffering and had to come off later in the game.
If that was not farcial enough what happened next was truly amazingly wonderfully farcial. The big bull from Everton playing for Mencheaters United answering from the name Rooney ran, kicked a ball out of play and fell with his thousands of pounds worth of fat on poor Almunia's fingers. The referee ran fiercely to point to the penalty spot to give Man U their first chance to shoot on target. The Fatbastard from Austin Powers dispatched the penalty as he just saved the world from Allien Invazion or more like saving the day for Dr Evil's evil empire. They were all like muwhahhahahahha muwhahhaa muwhahhahah. Dr Evil is safe for another day!
And when Diaby misplaced a header to trump his own keeper. They asked themselves. From 0 chance we scored two goals how evilful can you get!
They still have time for another comedy as Wenger has no reason to kick a poor bottle of water. The bad frenchman kicked a British bottle of water! How dare he? Where's the queen? This Great Britain we serve our queen with dignity and there's no place for continental people who kick the citizen Water Bottle. So Wenger gets a red card. Wow what a day for the United Kingdom. A team full of foreigners beaten. We gave them six yellow cards and one red one while we kicked them with only three yellow cards to live with. Great Day! Great Victory! They all deserve a knighthood!

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