Friendly: Arsenal 1-0 AC Milan So, we are off. Pre-season, that hazy half-realm between rest and rhythm, is done. Not with a roar, nor a ripple — but a hum. A sequence of matches where meaning lives not in scorelines,…
Pre-season is upon us. The players lace up, the managers plot, the fans begin to dream — and the great beast of the Premier League begins to rouse. The window is ajar, the deals are flying, and from Chelsea to…
At long last, the noise fades. The headlines slow. And the game, the beautiful, untamed, ever-glorious game, comes back to meet us. No more paper talk. No more boardroom chess or contractual parlour games. Today, under the glinting Singaporean sky…
And so, the next name etched into the grand scroll of Arsenal’s evolving cast: Mosquera. A young man of Colombian descent, shaped by the Spanish sun, forged in the white fire of Valencia, and now bound for the red of…
In the heart of a simmering Portuguese summer, Arsenal’s pursuit of Viktor Gyökeres has taken on the hallmarks of epic theatre. Fabrizio Romano, the sage of transfer rumours, proclaimed: “It’s over with Sporting”—not in defeat, but with resolute defiance. Gyökeres,…
Last night, the BBC etched into the public record a tale of shame. A tale of petitions, of defaced murals, of a hashtag — #NoToMadueke — trending from within. From our own. From those who claim the cannon as theirs.…
Somewhere in the quiet hum of the transfer window, amid the bluster of billion-pound headlines and the endless scroll of speculation, a whisper has begun to grow louder. At first, it felt like nothing more than the hollow echo of…
This is not the yellow ticker. Not the staccato clatter of transfer talk, nor the breathless hysteria of “breaking news.” We know that theatre. We’ve sat front row, eyes locked on that golden ribbon of promise. But now, for a…
In the quiet hum of pre-season, while the spotlight wanders and the drums of transfer speculation bang through every corner of the footballing world, Arsenal work in the shadows. Not with noise, but with nuance. Decisions are made. Doors quietly…
There are days when football seems to matter more than anything else. And then there are days like this—when it doesn’t matter at all. Today, the scorelines blur. The colours on our shirts fade. Rivalries dissolve into irrelevance. Because grief…