Since when has football talk been exclusively on Friday night?
Never. But since I'm doing it now, it's gonna be on a Friday night.
Anyway.
We got third!
Which, I know, is not a trophy, but considering all our trials and tribulations this season - how badly we started, how we lost a bazillion players during the transfer window, how we went through roughly half the season with 0 fullbacks, how we have one (very, very good) striker - finishing behind only Man U (the greatest team that ever was, and ever will be, ever, or something) and Man City (they have unlimited money) is an amazing achievement. Finishing above Spurs is also pretty good too. Well done the Arsenal.
Now let's get van Persie up on this new contract and stuff.
A word on the last day of the season in general.
It was absolutely nuts. As if anxiously watching us hold on to third place, heart almost literally in my mouth, wasn't bad enough, there was the added bonus of seeing QPR 2-1 up against City upon the conclusion of our game.
Turn around, the commentators are saying that CIty had won the game 3-2.
Just like that, in pretty much two minutes of extra time, they had won the Premier League. Unbelievable.
And, I guess, that's why Aguero gets paid a trillion quid a week.
The whole day was just an amazing advertisement for football.
Champions League final to look forward to this weekend. Here's hoping that Bayern destroy Chelsea. Plucky little Chelsea, with their 50 million quid benched striker. Man, I hate them.
Word of the Day: Arsenal
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