West Ham V Arsenal, Saturday 9th April, KO 12:45

[Niall_Quinn]

Arsene Wenger confirms Arsenal watched West Ham star Dimitri Payet many times



Another one.

"What's to-day?" cried Arsene, calling downward to an agent in Sunday clothes, who perhaps had loitered in to look about him.

"Eh?" returned the agent, with all his might of wonder.

"What's to-day, my fine fellow?" said Arsene.

"To-day?" replied the agent. "Why, Transfer Deadline Day."

"It's Transfer Day!" said Arsene to himself. "I haven 't missed it. The FA have done it all in one night. They can do anything they like. Of course they can. Of course they can. Hallo, my fine fellow!"

"Hallo!" returned the agent

"Do you know the youth team, in the next street but one, at the corner?" Arsene inquired.

"I should hope I did," replied the agent.

"An intelligent agent!" said Arsene. "A remarkable agent! Do you know whether they've sold the prize Turkey that was hanging around there? Not the big prize Turkey; the little one?"

"What, the one as small as Santi?" returned the agent.

"What a delightful agent!" said Arsene. "It's a pleasure to talk to him. Yes, my buck!"

"He's hanging around there now," replied the agent.

"Is he?" said Arsene. "Go and buy him."

"Pubber!" exclaimed the agent.

"No, no," said Arsene, "I am in earnest. Go and buy him, and tell 'em to bring him here, that I may give them the direction where to take him. Come back with the man, and I'll give you a penny. Come back with him in less than five minutes, and I'll maybe give you two!"

"I'll send him to Jim White's!" whispered Arsene, rubbing his hands, and splitting with a laugh. "He sha'n't know who sends him. He's half the size of Aaron Lennon. Harry Redknapp never made such a joke as sending it to Jim's will be!"

[Herbert_Chapman's_Zombie]

Charles Dickens is travelling forward in time to serve you with a writ

[Marc Overmars]

Ramsey could be involved. Our new found midfield stability.

Rosicky and Wheelchair not ready yet and will play for the u21's.

[Herbert_Chapman's_Zombie]

well that's a problem, all you need is an arsenal fan dedicated enough to serve a short prison term to invite him to play golf and knock him about with a nine iron

[Letters]

"What's to-day?" cried Arsene, calling downward to an agent in Sunday clothes, who perhaps had loitered in to look about him.

"Eh?" returned the agent, with all his might of wonder.

"What's to-day, my fine fellow?" said Arsene.

"To-day?" replied the agent. "Why, Transfer Deadline Day."

"It's Transfer Day!" said Arsene to himself. "I haven 't missed it. The FA have done it all in one night. They can do anything they like. Of course they can. Of course they can. Hallo, my fine fellow!"

"Hallo!" returned the agent

"Do you know the youth team, in the next street but one, at the corner?" Arsene inquired.

"I should hope I did," replied the agent.

"An intelligent agent!" said Arsene. "A remarkable agent! Do you know whether they've sold the prize Turkey that was hanging around there? Not the big prize Turkey; the little one?"

"What, the one as small as Santi?" returned the agent.

"What a delightful agent!" said Arsene. "It's a pleasure to talk to him. Yes, my buck!"

"He's hanging around there now," replied the agent.

"Is he?" said Arsene. "Go and buy him."

"Pubber!" exclaimed the agent.

"No, no," said Arsene, "I am in earnest. Go and buy him, and tell 'em to bring him here, that I may give them the direction where to take him. Come back with the man, and I'll give you a penny. Come back with him in less than five minutes, and I'll maybe give you two!"

"I'll send him to Jim White's!" whispered Arsene, rubbing his hands, and splitting with a laugh. "He sha'n't know who sends him. He's half the size of Aaron Lennon. Harry Redknapp never made such a joke as sending it to Jim's will be!"

This post -> Classics Section.

[Munchies]

"What's to-day?" cried Arsene, calling downward to an agent in Sunday clothes, who perhaps had loitered in to look about him.

"Eh?" returned the agent, with all his might of wonder.

"What's to-day, my fine fellow?" said Arsene.

"To-day?" replied the agent. "Why, Transfer Deadline Day."

"It's Transfer Day!" said Arsene to himself. "I haven 't missed it. The FA have done it all in one night. They can do anything they like. Of course they can. Of course they can. Hallo, my fine fellow!"

"Hallo!" returned the agent

"Do you know the youth team, in the next street but one, at the corner?" Arsene inquired.

"I should hope I did," replied the agent.

"An intelligent agent!" said Arsene. "A remarkable agent! Do you know whether they've sold the prize Turkey that was hanging around there? Not the big prize Turkey; the little one?"

"What, the one as small as Santi?" returned the agent.

"What a delightful agent!" said Arsene. "It's a pleasure to talk to him. Yes, my buck!"

"He's hanging around there now," replied the agent.

"Is he?" said Arsene. "Go and buy him."

"Pubber!" exclaimed the agent.

"No, no," said Arsene, "I am in earnest. Go and buy him, and tell 'em to bring him here, that I may give them the direction where to take him. Come back with the man, and I'll give you a penny. Come back with him in less than five minutes, and I'll maybe give you two!"

"I'll send him to Jim White's!" whispered Arsene, rubbing his hands, and splitting with a laugh. "He sha'n't know who sends him. He's half the size of Aaron Lennon. Harry Redknapp never made such a joke as sending it to Jim's will be!"

[alexander]

Ramsey could be involved. Our new found midfield stability.

He would be an absolute fool to mess with the team lineup now, last two games have shown a marked improvement. The stats look good, and the team played well.

If he brings ramsey back into the starting 11, well, he needs to be taken out and given a swift thrashing.

[selassie]

"What's to-day?" cried Arsene, calling downward to an agent in Sunday clothes, who perhaps had loitered in to look about him.

"Eh?" returned the agent, with all his might of wonder.

"What's to-day, my fine fellow?" said Arsene.

"To-day?" replied the agent. "Why, Transfer Deadline Day."

"It's Transfer Day!" said Arsene to himself. "I haven 't missed it. The FA have done it all in one night. They can do anything they like. Of course they can. Of course they can. Hallo, my fine fellow!"

"Hallo!" returned the agent

"Do you know the youth team, in the next street but one, at the corner?" Arsene inquired.

"I should hope I did," replied the agent.

"An intelligent agent!" said Arsene. "A remarkable agent! Do you know whether they've sold the prize Turkey that was hanging around there? Not the big prize Turkey; the little one?"

"What, the one as small as Santi?" returned the agent.

"What a delightful agent!" said Arsene. "It's a pleasure to talk to him. Yes, my buck!"

"He's hanging around there now," replied the agent.

"Is he?" said Arsene. "Go and buy him."

"Pubber!" exclaimed the agent.

"No, no," said Arsene, "I am in earnest. Go and buy him, and tell 'em to bring him here, that I may give them the direction where to take him. Come back with the man, and I'll give you a penny. Come back with him in less than five minutes, and I'll maybe give you two!"

"I'll send him to Jim White's!" whispered Arsene, rubbing his hands, and splitting with a laugh. "He sha'n't know who sends him. He's half the size of Aaron Lennon. Harry Redknapp never made such a joke as sending it to Jim's will be!"

Classic!

[selassie]

I'm surprisingly confident about this one, it's going to be a very hard game but methinks we'll pick them off on the counter. 3-1 Arsenal.

[Marc Overmars]

I see this as our last "meaningful" game of the season, as the City game will probably be inconsequential. Plain sailing in terms of fixtures after this, so 3 points would set us up well for the home straight.