There it was. Emirates Stadium, Sunday late afternoon. A late dagger from Gabriel Martinelli in stoppage time, the North Bank erupting, Manchester City deflated. A 1-1 draw that felt like a lifeline rescued. And then came the words. Bernardo Silva,…
Premier League: Arsenal 1-1 Manchester City There are days in football that leave you breathless. There are afternoons that rewrite the scripts you thought you knew by heart. And then, there are days like yesterday at the Emirates, where Arsenal…
Premier League: Manchester United 0 – 1 Arsenal Old Trafford. A first step, a first test. Game one of a season poised at the start line, but already asking its questions. Arsenal’s path, dictated by the cold calculations of the…
The final dress rehearsal played out under the kind of sun that flatters everything it touches. The Emirates shimmered in August warmth, each seat a red petal in a vast flower, each voice leaning into the last song before the…
The stage is set. A summer window, heavy with expectation. The sun glints off the marble halls of north London. Somewhere in the ether, whispers become rumours, rumours become headlines — and in the middle of it all stands Eberechi…
The penultimate rehearsal before the real drama begins, and though the result was unkind, the performance was pure pre-season: a canvas of trial and error, of introductions and experiments, of threads being tugged in search of future connection. Victor started.…
The Boy from Belo Horizonte Gilberto Aparecido da Silva — to the world, simply Gilberto. A name whispered with reverence by those who remember the invisible workhorses that hold dynasties together. Born in the modest shadows of Lagoa da Prata,…
So, let us all pause. Take a breath. And absorb, with the reluctant grace of reality, what unfolded yesterday — a summer skirmish cloaked as something inconsequential, yet carrying with it the unmistakable weight of rivalry. Tottenham 1, Arsenal 0.…
And so, less than 48 hours after that moment — the moment that etched itself into the annals of English footballing folklore — we gather to reflect. A summer’s crescendo, a thunderclap of glory. The Lionesses, radiant and resolute, have…
For what feels like a footballing eternity, Arsenal have flirted with the idea of a striker. They’ve dallied, hesitated, retreated into wide forwards and false nines, admired the artistry of fluid front threes without ever quite surrendering to the brutish…