The Saddest Day as an Arsenal Fan

Feeling really down lately since Arsenal’s loss to Man Utd… to the point of being numb and sort of going through the motions of the day in a rather dazed mood. Yeah, I expected them to lose, I’d say. Even before the match I didn’t really have a good feeling, I’d say. If we lose, Star Trek is coming up on Thursday, yeah, and my sorrows would be washed away by great escapist space battles and visual effects spectacularrr… I’d say. Well, who am I kidding? I said all those things to convince myself that hey, it’s okay Arsenal lost. Well, it’s NOT okay! I’m sad, I’m angry, but I don’t blame anybody for that. I’m just disappointed that they didn’t put up much of a fight and wipe that arrogant grin off that &#*(!^@ Ronaldo’s face, anything… so that I can say I’m proud of my team that day.

To rub more salt into our wounds, Nicklas Bendtner was literally caught with his pants down at a nightclub after drinking his sorrows away at a nightclub after the loss. Disgraceful. More gloat ammo for Man U fans.

And if that didn’t get any worse, Suleiman Alphonso Omondi, a 29 year-old Gooner in Kenya, hanged himself after the game. He died wearing an Arsenal jersey. Even as I believe whole heartedly that life is too beautiful for one to take, even his own, I’m not gonna wag my finger and say he was stupid man to have done that to himself. I’m not gonna preach my opinion about how we all shouldn’t take this too seriously, this is just a game, yada yada. All I’m gonna say is that it just bloody breaks my heart to hear this.

That’s it for now. I poured my sorrow out and I’m gonna go back to being numb again. It’s a coping mechanism.

Ben out.