Jack gave them a chance to ignore our stylish win and instead get back to their favoured business of trashing the club. The word 'shit' is neither here nor there, kids hear it in the music they listen to every day. It is also the word most eminently suitable for describing the British media, a vital piece of vocabulary without which there would be no way to reach a practical comprehension of that industry. But give this filth an inch and they'll run a mile in all directions.

They weren't so squeamish when it was loveable Gazza providing the antics. And most of them fell over each other to worship at John Terry's feet, captain marvel, captain courageous, the real player of the season and so on. For these favoured individuals they can overlook the faults and focus on the football. But not for Arsenal players, they have never been willing to offer such a concession. Look at how they have greeted Ozil to England. The Daily Fuck even ran a fantasy piece about him trying to bribe the police. There's no limit to how far they'll go to trash the team and the players. Adrian Durham is hired specifically for that purpose, it seems. Neil Ashton is the designated hitter for all things Ozil. Martin Samuel spins his Tolkienesque yarns about Arsenal of Isenguard limiting the liberties of the poor little hobbits from Manchester City, conveniently forgetting that by such analogies Manchester Utd are perched atop a black tower in Mordor.

This shitnaughty stuff has been going on for years. These are the pricks who thought it was hilarious when Wenger slipped and fell at a station. The same wankers who glorify Maureen despite his genuinely despicable behaviour. The tossers who suddenly love bus parking because it is "professional", but groaned at "boring, boring Arsenal." They're biased cunts and like most "journalists" a disgrace to their once respectable profession.