…aaaaaand we are back to square one.
Three games into a new season, with a new head coach and five new faces added to the team and all I see is fans’ unrest.
All the nice pre-season talk about getting behind the new head coach and the team seems gone already, the good vibes and promises “to get back to support the players, now that the old man is gone” have vanished.
It didn’t last long, really.
We are at the very beginning of a brand new journey and a vast majority of the fans already have run out of patience, apparently.
We could have hardly imagined a tougher start of the season and surely didn’t perform particularly well against Manchester City and Chelsea; we still showed some good football – although only in patches – and managed to come back from two goals behind a Stamford Bridge, hence throwing the baby out with the bath water sounds a bit premature.
It will take time and some hard knocks before we could see this team in full flow, by moaning and protesting you will only make the whole process longer and harder.
Why would you do that?
In the build-up of last Saturday game against West Ham I was expecting the atmosphere to be electric, I was expecting the crowd to push the players towards a much-needed win and I was expecting the Emirates Stadium to make some serious noise – and I got disappointed.
The breaking point was seeing the Emirates Stadium already half-empty with ten minutes to go and the scoreline still at 2-1; by that point, we were leading after coming back from one-goal down but we were far from wrapping it up and West Ham threatened to level the score several times.
Why would you leave your place in such circumstances?
Call me old fashioned but I never ever left my seat before the full-time and will never understand people doing that, especially on a traditional Saturday 3pm kick-off.
There’s no scoreline (positive or negative), no traffic jams, no strikes, no reasons to leave my seat earlier – and no excuses.
If getting to and back from the Emirates Stadium is such a nuisance, why are you going in the first place?
Also, I never ever booed any of “my” players – regardless of the performance on the day; their job is to do their best on the pitch, ours is to support whoever defends the cannon until the final whistle – it’s as simple as that.
During those holy 90 minutes, all I have to do is get behind the red and white shirt – only after I will take on any discussion about tactics, performances, the good and the bad of the game; there’s no place for selfies, pictures, videos, live-texting of the game, there’s only the game as it happens on the pitch.
I was naïve enough to think that the big change that happened last summer would improve re-ignite the atmosphere in and around the Arsenal, it only took as little as three games to blow all my hope away.
Maybe Arsène Wenger was not the problem – or at least not the only one.
Now that he’s gone, abuse is regularly thrown at Mesut Özil, Granit Xhaka, Hector Bellerín and Petr Čech.
There’s always a new target, there’s always a new scapegoat.
Perhaps the real issue at the Arsenal are some fans.
The bad news is that they can’t be sold or sacked and their contracts do not expire.
The good news is that we can make them irrelevant by out-voicing their negativity.
Thirty-something Italian, currently in Switzerland. Gooner since mid-ninties, when the Gunners defeated my hometown team, in Copenhagen. Twelve years ago I started my own blog (www.clockenditalia.com) after after some experiences with Italian websites and football magazines. Debate, don’t insult or you’re out.