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Arsenal fans disgraceful booing as team sit second

Last night on twitter I was furious. I was passionate. I was frustrated. We had just drawn 0-0 at home to the Manchester United and at the final whistles, there were a chorus of boo’s.As the team walked off, sitting second in the league, 1 point off top, those around me were getting on the players back, demanding the head of the manager. Overreacting.

I kind of understood fans reactions. We have not played brilliantly for the last few games. 1 win in 4 is not the form of Champions. 0-0 against the worst Manchester United side in the Premier League era. They were their for the taking. However, booing? Leave it out. We are 2nd in the league.

Could we have made another substitution? Perhaps. But who? Podolski? Bendtner? Sanogo? Would they have been more effective than Giroud, Ozil & Cazorla? Who knows. And yes, in the final 5 minutes, we could have gone for it a bit more, but when faced with an attacking line up of Rooney, Van Persie and Januzaj, we became cautious. We had learnt from our defeat to Dortmund at home where we pushed forward for the winner, only to lose the game. A point is better than no points. That point could be very important at the end of the season.

Arsenal have lost just once in 2014. The press have labelled us as some sort of club in crisis, and I feel some of our fans have begun to believe this. We are second in the league. Still in the FA Cup & still in the Champions League. That is certainly not the sign of a crisis club. A crisis club is in Manchester, From Champions to seventh. A crisis club is in Middlesex. Spending £100m, only to sack the manager. Arsenal are certainly not a club in crisis.

Crisis Noun 1. A time of intense difficulty or danger.

If we finish trophyless and third this season, it would not be a massive failure. It would not have been a poor season. Manchester City spend £100m more on wages a season than Arsenal. Chelsea £50m more. In a game where money is king, these two are leaders. The fact that we are currently sandwiched between the 2 in second place is testament to the team. Our squad is not as big. And that comes down to wage bill size. Their spending power is scary. So lets not get on the teams back if we finish 3rd, as it will not be a failure.

As for Mesut Ozil. People again seem to be eating up the press criticism and getting on his back. Way to go Arsenal fans. We demand the club spend money on world class talent. We spend money on world class talent. And than we harass him. Why would any other world class player want to join Arsenal if, after a couple of poor games, the fans get on his back. And he has not even been that poor, look at the stats.

A flop is Erik Lamela. £30m, has played just 9 games in the league, has yet to score and only has 1 assist to his name. Or Marouane Fellaini. £27.5m, played just 11 games in all competitions, and has more red cards then goals or assists. Or how about Roberto Soldado? £26m and as many goals from open play as Bendtner…Ozil certainly is not a flop. Stop believing the press. Stop giving them fuel for the fire.

Arsenal fans acted spoilt last night. I am currently reading Rebels for the Cause. It is a brilliant book based on the alternative history of Arsenal. And what is interesting? It seems we at Arsenal always like a moan. The same problems now – ticket prices, moving stadium, players earning too much – have existed throughout our history. Yet we are still here. Fans tend to forget their history. They forget the barren spell of the 70s & 80s, 18 years between titles, 16 years between trophies. They look at the Graham era through rose tinted glasses. Yet even when Graham was winning trophies, fans did not take to him and his style of play. His man management of Anders Limpar, Paul Davis, Rocky.

During the early Wenger years, Arsenal fans became spoilt. Successful attractive football. And that showed through last night. The booing was no more than a spoilt child who wanted another cookie. It was like moaning that you were sleeping with Kelly Brook when what you wanted was Mila Kunis. It is childish.

Last night, people accused me of not understanding football. Even of not being an Arsenal fan. I am sorry if me not liking fan’s booing a team sitting second offends you. That’s a lie, I am not sorry. Back your side, through thick and thin. If you boo when the team sit in second place, your type of ‘support’ is really not needed. If not being an Arsenal fan is backing the side no matter what, going home and away and Europe, then yes, I am not an Arsenal fan. Now show me your credentials…

Booing the team in my opinion is a disgraceful act. I have seen individuals (Eboue) get booed, and I have seen the entire team getting booed after a poor performance. But booing when we sit second? That is shameful. We are not Chelsea, we are not Tottenham, who both boo at the slightest hint of anything poor. We are The Arsenal. We are supposed to be a classy club. Show some class. Stop being spoilt.

Keenos

The Arsenal and Me – Matt’s Story

“Ok son. Time to pick a team”

Those words will never leave me. That was my dad. I was 8/9.

I grew up in Reading. My father’s side of the family were all very strong arsenal fans, all living around Islington and wool which. So from day 1 of the club, my family were there.My grandfather’s brother (Sammy Caston) worked at the club.

My mother’s side were all from Reading, so it was assumed Id follow Reading. To be fair, I do follow their results, but I can’t remember ever wanting to following anyone else but. It just happened. Milk,solids,school,arsenal etc. natural progression.

I remember my cousin and I, staying up Saturday nights waiting for our dads to get back and talk about the match. We’d avoid hearing the results so we could hear about it later. My dad handing me a program and talking me through it was so exciting, my mother knew there would be NO chance trying to put me to bed on time. From that, I have followed on a little tradition of only buying the merchandise, every year, from the club shop.  A few years later (1985) I’d managed to get my first experience of the north bank. My story from there, as so many of us can relate to, follows parallel to fever pitch.

But, I’ll never forget the excitement of that day. I was shitting my self. Football hooliganism was rife, and I was young and my first game was a 1-1 draw with Chelsea.

But the songs, the chanting, the smell of stale tobacco,beer, and onions all added to the atmosphere. I stood speechless as the team was announced. The cheers going up as each player was named, I couldn’t tell you if Chelsea were named or not, as the serge tipped my over and the shouts and abuse went up, I was upside down trying to figure out how or what I’d turned up for!
But, I was still a boy and allowed to yell anything I wanted with out coping a smack round the head!

By half time I was an expert and was planning my next games and how long I’d need to save up for. I was sold. I had home and away kits, and would yell “NICHOLAS” when I scored a goal at school.
All through secondary school my passion for arsenal grew and grew.

87 saw my first ever trip to Wemberly,  the league cup final. The walk up we beryl way, singing at the top of my voice, surrounded by what I can only describe as my new school. A world of emotion hit me, I suddenly realised, I’ve drank, fought, traveled, sung and cried with these people. And I always would. To top it all off, Charlie banged them both in !  Just when I couldn’t laugh at Liverpool anymore, ’89 came along, and gave every Gooner from that era a tale to tell. I can remember sitting infront of the tv, every Gooner in the street had turned up. When the Liverpool players started to protest about smudges goal, I thought the floor was going to give way, as a massive tirade of abuse went up, slagging off every player that flicked up on the screen. At 90 mins,the moaning and tears started, but, very shortly, the place was like party Central. Running out into the street, singing “your can shove your daily mirror up your arse”.

The arrival of Wright in 91 saw the arsenal take on a completely new entity. Who else remembers the “Gary who?”  Nike adverts?  Maybe, if only, some of the England managers at the time would have seen the ads as well. Then we were honoured with a pure football genius. Bergkamp and Wright became such a feared strike force, and Dennis was to become part of the home grown ‘v’ import argument. Stating that Dennis cost less than Andy Cole and Alan sheep-er. Then the arrival of our Marmite man AW. What ever people may think of him, he didn’t only change things at arsenal pretty quick, and it didn’t take the other teams around to follow suit. They all looked into diets and methods more and more.

I’ve got Some very good memory’s of the early days of the champions league, playing at Wembley thanks to some daft car park rule. BUT, European football at Wembley for a tenner ! And on top of that, think of the world stars we got to see play. Figo, Batistuta, (fat) Ronaldo, Winterburn, etc etc..   And that is how you show everyone that we needed a bigger stadium!

And why oh why did we spend all that money for Henry ?  My steady diet of “humble pie” started back then, and yes, I’m still eating it now.

And all that, on top of a decade of Arsenal ‘v’ Moan Utd.  The champions section banner held up at OT is still one of my favourites, (and it pisses the Salford Red Sox fans off a treat).

The emirates brought a new beginning for arsenal. But loads of fans (like myself) miss Highbury. But, arsenal needed to evolve.

my son is about to enter the world of football. I was chatting to my father about writing this, and we laughed at how we wants to be there when my son turns 9, and I can ask him the same question.

“WHY THE HELL ARSENAL!!!!!!!!!!!   WHATS WRONG WITH MAN U …. LIKE ALL YOUR OTHER MATES ??????? He’s to young to have all the emotion needed to be a Gooner……….

1989 Daily Mirror’s sports sections led with the headline “You Haven’t Got A Prayer, Arsenal”.

Matt

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The Arsenal and Me – Christofer’s story

Being a foreign fan, I didn’t “inherit” my love for the club from my dad or any other relative for that matter like many of the local fans did. My love started with my favourite player at the time, Fredrik Ljungberg, getting picked up by Arsene Wenger in the summer of 98. I was twelve years old and football was my everything. If I wasn’t playing it at my local club I played it with the kids in the neighborhood or alone in my back garden. Besides from the local top club Helsingborgs IF (Henrik Larssons Swedish club) most of the kids I hung out with back then supported Manchester United. I never did though. There was something off about that club, some sort of smugness which made me dislike them. When Ljungberg then was bought by Arsenal I started to take an interest in the club. I was too young to appreciate Limpar’s time at Arsenal but when Ljungberg arrived everything fell into place. When he came on to make his debut against Manure and scored that goal lobbing Schmeichel I was sold.

From that day my club was the Arsenal. Seeing as we didn’t have the proper channels at home I couldn’t really follow the club in any other way than reading the results in the newspaper, hoping the sports newscast would show some highlights from the games.

It wasn’t until I graduated high school and got my first real job (this was in 2005) I could afford to sign up with Canal +, who at that time owned the rights to the Premier League in Sweden. Being able to watch every game the Arsenal played made my love for the club grow bigger and I felt I had to go over to London and watch a game before the move to the Emirates would happen in 06 and our beloved Highbury would be no more.
My dream finally came true when my sister, who worked as an au pair at the time for a family in London, called me and said that for my 20th birthday she had gotten a hold of 2 tickets to see the Arsenal vs West Brom on april 14th 2006. All I had to do was book the flight over and she would fix the rest.

The game itself was an amazing experience for me. The walk to Highbury from the tube with loads of fans singing and the stadium just emerging from out of nowhere. The atmosphere was just sublime and I had never experienced something like that ever before. Having the whole ground singing and making noise and to top the day of my favorite Arsenal player, Dennis Bergkamp sealed the victory with a brilliant free kick making the end result 3-1 to the Arsenal.

From that day I’ve hardly missed a game and even though I’m far away I still feel very close to the club and am very proud of its history and traditions.

Up The Arsenal!

Christofer
Christofer is red member of The Arsenal Football Club and member of Arsenal Sweden. For details on Arsenal Sweden, click here.
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