Great Reception???, tell you the truth Im not one
of those gunners who started supporting the gunners during the invicibles or early Wenger double winning years, quite honestly i wasnt ineterested in football and I liked a certain Crespo and Shevchenko meaning I liked the
blue half
of London, surprisingly when Mourinho joined I stopped watching football all together, till one glorious Champions League Night, It was my first ever Match there was a certain 20 year old highly rated youngster who scored a wonder goal that day he played with such skill and passion ever since then I started supporting arsenal that was during the barren years.I actually liked Barcelona because
of their similarity with the arsenal, so when Fabregas joined Barca I started to watch them a bit more I still loved Arsenal and I was extremely passionate, the other players i adored left in painful manners, while some left which was still painful: i.e Eboue.I always taught cesc would
come back and when it was official he was leaving Barca i said Finally
almost hosting a party.Well reports started
coming out that he is going to join chelsea and i laughed so hard and said he would be the last player on earth to do that, when it became official words cant express how i felt, He was the reason I started watching football he lit up the emirates with exquisite touches through balls to walcott, its a shame I would have preferred he joined bayern, or remained in barca its terrible reading the comments he made recently about the emirates, This was a captain, someone who led, anyways, like ive learnt and Arsenal have learnt, We do nt live in the past Like Liverpool (no pun) WE ARE THE PRESENT AND THE FUTURE (Crowley)(Puma) WE ARE ARSENAL.....
Because these amazing wet - on - wet structures that Richter laid down felt
almost like reincarnations
of some
of the virtuoso brushstrokes de Kooning made in 1975 paintings like Screams
of Children
Come from Seagulls [check
out this dark
blue, sideways L from the upper right quadrant, for example] or the single, epic loop at the center
of the Art Institute
of Chicago's Untitled XI (1975): And then when they're just right, Richter takes his squeegee to them.