Just over a year ago……

Am I angry with Robin Van Persie?!

Do I hate and detest him??!!

Will I look forward to the visit of Man Utd, anticipating an afternoon of Robin baiting???

Well, no to all three of the above, because my over-riding feeling towards our ex-captain is one of sadness and disappointment.

Disappointment because I thought that Robin was a man of substance. A loyal man, a bigger man, a man who realised what he owed to Arsenal Football Club and in particular to Arsene Wenger.

A man who was above the petty money-grabbing behaviour of the likes of Samir Nasri, Mathieu Flamini, Manu Adebayor and Gael Clichy…

A man who would buck the trend.

A man who would stand by the club that had stood by him during some of his darker days.

A man who knew the value of honour.

Disappointment, as I believed that Robin was his ‘own man’…

A man who would not allow himself to be manipulated by his Dutch Agent and English representative Darren Dein…

I mistakenly believed that he was a man who could think for himself.

But Robin, you are none of the above!

You are a man with no substance.

You are a man of straw…

All the badge kissing and the heart thumping was simply playing to the gallery. They were the public exhibitions of a man who knows the price of everything and the value of nothing.

Therefore, you have truly found the perfect stage for those values, at the Theatre of Bullshit…

A match made in…. Darren Dein’s office!

So Robin, in Manchester United, are you joining a club on the up or a club descending deep into the throes of terminal decline?

Robin, you may temporarily slow or halt that decline but I smell the smell of a rotting carcass coming out of Old Trafford.

I’ve seen it all before Robin down the other end of the East Lancs Road.

The decline is hardly noticeable at first but then it gathers momentum and before you know it you will beΒ sharing the abyss with Liverpool.

Robin, enjoy the ride, and of course the money…

In the meantime Gooners, let’s sing along:

Some things in life are bad
They can really make you mad
Other things just make you swear and curse.
When you’re chewing on life’s gristle
Don’t grumble, give a whistle
And this’ll help things turn out for the best…

And…always look on the bright side of life…
Always look on the light side of life…

If life seems jolly rotten
There’s something you’ve forgotten
And that’s to laugh and smile and dance and sing.
When you’re feeling in the dumps
Don’t be silly chumps
Just purse your lips and whistle – that’s the thing.

And…always look on the bright side of life…
Always look on the light side of life…

For life is quite absurd
And death’s the final word
You must always face the curtain with a bow.
Forget about your sin – give the audience a grin
Enjoy it – it’s your last chance anyhow.

So always look on the bright side of death
Just before you draw your terminal breath

Life’s a piece of shit
When you look at it
Life’s a laugh and death’s a joke, it’s true.
You’ll see it’s all a show
Keep β€˜em laughing as you go
Just remember that the last laugh is on you.

And always look on the bright side of life…
Always look on the right side of life…
(Come on guys, cheer up!)
Always look on the bright side of life…
Always look on the bright side of life…
(Worse things happen at sea, you know.)
Always look on the bright side of life…
(I mean – what have you got to lose?)
(You know, you come from nothing – you’re going back to nothing.
What have you lost? Nothing!)
Always look on the right side of life…

Now Arsene, don’t be tight, spend the money which Old Red Nose will be giving you and then you can gloat about how Manchester United made us a stronger side and not the other way around….

Written by AllezkevΒ