May 16, 2012
I’ve got a bit of a confession to make. I wasn’t that bothered when Samir Nasri left Arsenal.
Sure I was bothered generally by the situation. I didn’t understand why we’d played him in all of our pre-season friendlies. I couldn’t see why we hadn’t signed a proper replacement. And to lose both him and Fabregas in such quick succession seemed like a particularly ill thought out strategy.
But I wasn’t exactly weeping into my corn flakes. Or beating my chest and howling at the moon. Or constructing Samir Nasri effigies using a sack full of rat droppings and an old discarded Martina Navratilova waxwork head that I found in the bins round the back of Madame Tussauds and gave a slightly more rubbish haircut to.
It’s fair to say that I wasn’t that bothered. In fact, getting a £25 million transfer fee for a player going into the last year of his contract I’d go so far as to say I was pretty pleased with the deal. So it’s been particularly galling that as ‘an Arsenal fan’ young Samir has felt the need to rub his recent League victory right in my not that bothered face. Speaking to French TV channel TF1 he said:
People at Arsenal tried to make out that I came here for the money. I hope they are watching me now, collecting my Premier League winner’s medal. I believe they have not won a trophy for many years now.
I made the hard choice to come and fight for my place at a big club, and I have proved it correct. I now hope the Arsenal fans can get on with their lives and forget me.
Get on with my life and forget you? I was busy celebrating our 16th straight qualification for the Champions League before you came along and started victory yodelling in my face. It’s like a girlfriend you dumped and don’t especially want to see again coming round and getting off with her new boyfriend in your front garden then screaming through the letterbox ‘you’ll never see these again’ before flashing you her boobs like Kitty the secretary in Arrested Development (You Tube it). Except the ex-girlfriend looks like an aunt that’s not really an aunt just a friend of your mum’s that you’ve known for years but never seen without her full make-up job on and it makes you feel a bit sick.
Like I say, I wasn’t too bothered about Samir Nasri but the more that he insists that I was, the more annoyed I seem to be getting. He went on to say:
If all that I was interested in was money, the easiest decision would have been to stay at Arsenal, picking up my money every week and walking into the team. There are many people doing this right now at Arsenal.
Well, no. If all you were interested in was money then the easiest decision would be to jump ship for a club that instantly offered you double your existing wages and spend a good proportion of your time sitting on the bench. I mean, I’m no financial expert but even I understand that.
He signed off by telling the Arsenal fans:
Celebrate third and I will focus on winning titles.
Yeah okay. Why not focus on that? Rather than telling Arsenal fans all about it. I’m sure the massive haul of five goals you contributed to the effort made a world of difference. It is after all nearly as many as Thomas Vermaelen scored for us this season.
And while you’re focussing you might remember your own words from 2010 before you took the ‘difficult financial decision’ to jump ship for double the salary:
It is annoying. The work we do is not getting the credit it deserves because we are not winning silverware. It is unfair because I think we have more merit as a club than those who have built their teams with millions of pounds whereas Arsenal have brought in young footballers, who have come here to play a certain kind of football and who have developed.
So, let me get this straight. Essentially what you’re saying is that there’s very little merit for clubs that simply buy their way to success. Almost like the trophies that those clubs win, the medals that their players so proudly boast about don’t actually count for all that much anyway. Do you know what? I think you finally said something I can agree with.
Right. That’s all for today. Our Robin should be making his way over to Arsene’s house as I type this while M. Wenger is no doubt scurrying around the kitchen putting the finishing touches to his famous granola parfait. Let’s hope it’s to the captain’s liking and Arsene refuses him seconds until the deal is signed.
Could be a pretty big day.
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