Originally Posted by
Niall_Quinn
Especially when the cycle at Arsenal precisely matches the normal routine for most people. A never changing humdrum devoid of the slightest hint of escapism. Over at Leicester we see what football is supposed to be about. Not title win but the ride, the ups, the downs, the expectations, the hopes, the fears, biting nails, sometimes the disbelief. What do we have here? Fuck all. Supporting Arsenal is like paying to work for somebody. Worse than the daily grind. And why?
Because some greedy bastard has bought the place and is being serviced by a man who claims to love football but really loves power and the structures of power. How could he love football and tolerate that soul sapping nothingness served up on the pitch every week?