I’ve no words, I’m not frustrated, not angry, not deluded. I’m unmoved.
I refuse to understand why we’re playing so poor. In the past, when we were without a good financial situation to buy the great players and without winning mentality because the great players were away to play for us, our identity was to play a nice and attractive football.
I refuse to understand why our best player started the game on the bench following a suicide plan to play with the long ball and wait to not concede a goal.
Why Bellerìn, followed by Barça and Pepe Guardiola, has played a good game probably last season.
Why Koscielny looks shit like the past and the Kostafi looks like Koscielny and Vermalen, because they were too similar to play togheter.
Why an average player is our starter on the left and has been trashed by Manè. In the past we had Kenny Sansom, Nigel Winterburn, Gio, Ashley Cole, Gael Clichy, now this spaniard clown which, like Coquelin, had needed to be sent out of squad after the period on top.
Why the fucking Francis Coquelin plays for a team with ambition and plays into a particular positions like the playmaker in front of the defenders (Cruyiff didn’t dead for this). He isn’t capable yet to recover the ball, not capable to pass, not capable to try an assist, not capable to fight using his body, not capable to win an aerial duel.
Why Xhaka is playing as half-winger and not in the position which convinced scouts and manager to offer the big money to Gladbach and sign him.
Why Iwobi is considerated to be the new starlet of english football and Serge Gnabry is playing for Werder Bremen because any chance was guaranteed for him.
Why our tactic changed today with our best player out, the only player capable to add the minimum quality to be an acceptable squad.
Sincerely, I’m not ready to live another period like this. I love Arsène, everyone know that, but he needs to go. I love him but before him there are the Arsenal, and we will return to be a serious team only when he will go out with many players.