Don’t get me wrong. Anything that Wenger does that isn’t sitting on the sideline, furrowed brow, all forlorn… …or impersonating a sleeping bag struggling to (un)zip itself… …is fine by moi. Getting in the face of the sh*t-lipped (why else would he be permanently sneering?) Mourinho… or venting his ire on inanimate objects… – these little […]