This is one of those vaguely metaphorical posts about stuff in my life that I'm extrapolating onto Arsenal. Bear with me.
This year's transfer season has been different. There seems to be more purpose to our dealings. There aren't any dithering "we like him, but he's too expensive" commments, drawn out sagas or any procrastinating while rival clubs swoop up our targets. Instead, it seems pretty direct. We're targetting a CB and a winger, and maybe a DM replacement for Flamini. And we're going for them from the off.
Nasri's on the way for 12 million. We've got our two obligatory french teenagers. And we're still looking for more. It's refreshing. It's like Wenger's finally admitted that we're in it for the present, and not some distant future where Randall and co. have grown up.
We may fall flat on our faces. There's always the chance that Nasri will be a flop. There's always a chance that the new midfield won't gell. There's always a chance that the big money signings won't work and we'll be saddled with the consequences of their wages and transfers for years on end. But it's better this way than to hold onto our wallets and think of what could be.
We're heavily out-gunned in this race. Man Utd are a great side, and have great prospects. Chelsea have big, big money behind them. We've got a $25 million transfer kitty and a bunch of kids who may or may not be good enough. We've got maybe two shots to fire in the transfer market. Chances are that it's not going to work out. All the positivity in the world doesn't override basic economic reality.
Still, you've gotta do it, right?
Friday, May 23, 2008
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