levity: (daydream team)
If you are flinging mud at and/or making stupid smartass comments at the expense of my team and my manager I will assume that it is because you love them and are fed up with the way they've been running the show. If not then I reserve the right to dislike you immensely.
levity: (daydream team)
Best things, best things:
- when your commentators start singing "Na na na na na na na, na na na na, Giroud" along with the Emirates
- the cameras panning over to document Thierry Henry's palpable delight whenever Arsenal score a goal
- PER. PEEER.
- Spurs having to play with ten men for 60-odd minutes
- because of really unquestionably red red cards
- Wojciech Szczesny, Arsenal's number one
- GOLDI POLDI HALLELUJAH no I will never be over his song
- this team, this crazy team, only one that makes you more nervous when you're 2-0 up than when you're 1-0 down
- North London derbies


ETA: Theo, that was a beauty. Santi Cazorla, your entire game is a beauty. I am making small high-pitched noises at Theo walking off the pitch with his arm slung over Gareth Bale's shoulders.
levity: (daydream team)
Arsenal FC, YOU ARE DEPRESSING. YOU ARE SO DEPRESSING I DO NOT KNOW WHY I EVEN BOTHER. That is a lie, of course, but it's the spirit of the thing.


ETA just as I was writing this: I TAKE IT BACK. I TAKE IT ALL BACK. AAARSENAL.


ETA 2: Why do people even bother with the whole "Say what you like about Arsenal, they're never boring" route? I say what I like about Arsenal! And they are never boring! I'd just like crushing wins and holding on to two-goal leads once in a while! YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THE DRAMA ALL THE TIME, ARSENAL.

But Olivier Giroud, though.
levity: (daydream team)
ALL I WANT FOR MY BIRTHDAY IS A DOUBLE MANCHESTER LOSS. IS THAT SO HARD?

CLEARLY. I love football. No sarcasm.


ETA: Santi Cazorla is a wonder and a revelation and I love him. Carl Jenkinson- is not disproving the common perception that all our defenders are wingers in disguise, but he's the kid who's clearly thrilled that he's playing for the club of his dreams, and who is proving he can do it, and so I love him too.

And Arsenal, this has been your game, what the hell was that concession.


Son of ETA: I was just about to post screaming at the guys to just shoot, and then. KOOOOS. ALL OUR DEFENDERS ARE FORWARDS IN DISGUISE. GO GO GO.
levity: (daydream team)
GOOOOOL. GOOOOOL. I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHO SCORED, MY STREAM IS AT A STANDSTILL HALF THE TIME AND PIXELLATED THE OTHER HALF AND I'M PRETTY SURE IT WAS AN OWN GOAL BY SOUTHAMPTON, BUT WE ARE 1-0 UP EARLY IN THE GAME AND MY STREAM IS IN SPANISH (I love how they pronounce "Oxlade-Chamberlain". And "Jenkinson".) AND SO I DON'T EVEN CAAAARE, I WILL MILK THIS FOR ALL IT'S WORTH. GOOOOOL. GOOOOOOOL.


ETA: I know the goalscorer's name! It's Hooiveld, which must be ridiculously fun to say, though probably not as much as "salpingooophorectomy".


ETA the second: GOLDI POLDI HALLELUJAH, GOLDI POLDI HALLELUJAH. I have not actually seen either of the goals, but I don't want to change my horrible stream because I haven't yet found an exception to the rule that all sports fans are superstitious.


ETA the third: APPARENTLY I AM DOOMED NEVER TO SEE ANY GOALS, BECAUSE IN THE TIME THAT IT TOOK ME TO SWITCH OUT STREAMS WE'VE SCORED TWO. I LOVE THIS TEAM. I LOVE THIS TEAM. AND ONLY AN ARSENAL FAN WOULD EVEN CONSIDER THIS A POSSIBILITY, BUT: GUYS. PLEASE DON'T SCREW THIS UP.


ETA the fourth: I hope to God and Arsene Wenger that I did not jinx this.

Everyone's going to be gushing about Lukas Podolski's wonderful curling freekick (AND RIGHTLY, WALANG SINABI SA IYO SI DAVID BECKHAM, LU-LU-LU-LUKAS PODOLSKI) but I would like to direct your attention to the gorgeous piece of footwork from Santi Cazorla that led to Mikel Arteta's almost lazy assist for Gervinho's goal. And say what you like about Gibbo as a defender (actually, don't, he's a young talented player who tends to make bad decisions, so, typically Arsenal), his performance was fantastic. The argument can be made that all our defenders are wingers in disguise. Whoever made up Verma's chant would certainly agree.


ETA the last: At least I saw Theo's goal. Why the hell is the Guardian's minute-by-minute cover photo Anton Ferdinand ignoring John Terry's handshake? Which really means: John Terry called Anton Ferdinand by a racist slur, no amount of handshaking will do anything about that, so will you please shut it until you and the FA and the rest of British media can show that you can deal with racism beyond banners before games, my gulay.

Gervinho, you belong with us. What can I say, erratic but talented is practically our middle name. Santi Cazorla is a magician and a joy and a sight for sore eyes. Theo, Jenks, Gibbo, Mikel, Wojciech you insane human being- I want to draw hearts around this entire team, but it's not like that's anything new.
levity: (daydream team)
GOLDI POLDI HALLELUJAAAAAH.

---

ETA: And if he has a great song I haven't heard it yet, but he needs one immediately. SANTI CAZORLAAAA IS THIS WHAT GOALS FEEL LIKE I DON'T KNOW I HAVEN'T HAD THEM IN A LONG TIME. HEY ARSENAL SINCE WHEN WERE YOU THIS EFFICIENT WITH YOUR CHANCES.

Can't remember when the last time we didn't have more corners than the other team was, though.


Son of ETA: But seriously, guys, do you have the feeling that this game was held in a mirror world where Liverpool are us, flashy and wasteful and careless? Also: when did Liverpool get this good?


ETA the Third: Vito Mannone and Abou Diaby, take a bow.
levity: (daydream team)
SEASON NA SEASON NA SEASON NAAAAAA.

THIS ONE'S OURS. SCREW YOU, RVP, SCREW YOUUUU. IN ARSENE WE TRUST.

HAVE I EVER EXPRESSED THE THOUGHT THAT THE THINGS EXIST THAT MAKE ME HAPPIER THAN ARSENAL FC? IF SO, MEA CULPA. MEA MAXIMA CULPA.

ALSO: WOJCIECH SZCZESNY, ARSENAL'S NUMBER ONE.

---

ETA: We never win the first game of the season, do we?

On the bright side, our new signings are bloody brilliant.
levity: (daydream team)
They're playing Wonderwall over at the Etihad, so. (And interviewing Samir Nasri, who's saying that he made the right decision, but I am mature and will ignore him for Mario Balotelli screeching in the background.) I cannot believe my team. I cannot believe Manchester City. I cannot believe this entire league. I cannot even. I have lost my ability to even ever again.

Oh my fucking god.

CONGRATULATIONS, MANCHESTER CITY. GOOD ON YOU. I can't stop smiling.

---

Arsenal. Arsenal. Remember when we were in seventeenth and everyone said we were going to be relegated? Remember that utter travesty of a game at Old Trafford?

And when we lost to Milan 4-0, and then won 3-0 at the Emirates, and when Woj made a penalty save against Liverpool, and when Thierry came back and proceeded to save our sorry gooner behinds so many times, like the big damn hero he is, and when John Terry fell flat on his face at Stamford Bridge, and when Mikel Arteta got us a win against City, and when Robin- where to you even begin, when talking about Robin- and all the times we went 2-0 down and then startled the hell out of everyone?

Third place, and you are hair-pullingly teeth-achingly stressful at the best of times, and guys, I love you all so much.

Pat Rice, thank you for everything.

And as for the rest of you guys: here's to next season.
levity: (daydream team)
They're playing Wonderwall over at the Etihad, so. (And interviewing Samir Nasri, who's saying that he made the right decision, but I am mature and will ignore him for Mario Balotelli screeching in the background.) I cannot believe my team. I cannot believe Manchester City. I cannot believe this entire league. I cannot even. I have lost my ability to even ever again.

Oh my fucking god.

CONGRATULATIONS, MANCHESTER CITY. GOOD ON YOU. I can't stop smiling.

---

Arsenal. Arsenal. Remember when we were in seventeenth and everyone said we were going to be relegated? Remember that utter travesty of a game at Old Trafford?

And when we lost to Milan 4-0, and then won 3-0 at the Emirates, and when Woj made a penalty save against Liverpool, and when Thierry came back and proceeded to save our sorry gooner behinds so many times, like the big damn hero he is, and when John Terry fell flat on his face at Stamford Bridge, and when Mikel Arteta got us a win against City, and when Robin- where to you even begin, when talking about Robin- and all the times we went 2-0 down and then startled the hell out of everyone?

Third place, and you are hair-pullingly teeth-achingly stressful at the best of times, and guys, I love you all so much.

Pat Rice, thank you for everything.

And as for the rest of you guys: here's to next season.
levity: (daydream team)
Arsenal, what the hell, there is only so much I can take from both of my teams within the space of one week, please do not lose this one.


ETA: It seems a bit off-putting to be relieved at Robin's finally getting around to scoring his 28th Premier League goal of the season, but relieved I am. COYG.


ETA2: Well, I asked not to lose this one. I should have been more specific.
levity: (daydream team)
Arsenal, what the hell, there is only so much I can take from both of my teams within the space of one week, please do not lose this one.


ETA: It seems a bit off-putting to be relieved at Robin's finally getting around to scoring his 28th Premier League goal of the season, but relieved I am. COYG.


ETA2: Well, I asked not to lose this one. I should have been more specific.
levity: (daydream team)
So nervous. So. Fucking. Nervous.

I just saw Robin hug the Gunnersaurus. Gods, I love this team.

ESPN PL Preview's man to watch for tonight is Fernando Torres. I'm not even tempted to make a snarky comment, because there's kicking someone when they're down and there's kicking someone when they've had the year Fernando Torres has.

STOP COMPARING MIKEL TO CESC. ARE YOU NOT OVER THAT YET.


ETA: Did my comms just compare Theo Walcott to a gazelle?


ETA2: That has to be the most annoying draw I've ever watched. Anyway. I believe in QPR.


ETA3: Clasico stream that is in Spanish but works, if anyone's looking. Augh, Barcelona.


ETA4: At least it's a football game and not a mixed martial arts match? Translation: BARCELONA YOU NEED TO SCORE.

(Aside: The best thing about Spanish streams is that you can hear the crowd, but don't have to suffer through commentators calling your team diving cheating scum, saying the other team is bound to win, or telling Wenger to spend some fucking money.)


ETA5: Oh gods oh gods oh gods. 1-2 and you can't lose this, guys, you can't.


ETA the last: Well played, Madrid. Congratulations.
levity: (daydream team)
So nervous. So. Fucking. Nervous.

I just saw Robin hug the Gunnersaurus. Gods, I love this team.

ESPN PL Preview's man to watch for tonight is Fernando Torres. I'm not even tempted to make a snarky comment, because there's kicking someone when they're down and there's kicking someone when they've had the year Fernando Torres has.

STOP COMPARING MIKEL TO CESC. ARE YOU NOT OVER THAT YET.


ETA: Did my comms just compare Theo Walcott to a gazelle?


ETA2: That has to be the most annoying draw I've ever watched. Anyway. I believe in QPR.


ETA3: Clasico stream that is in Spanish but works, if anyone's looking. Augh, Barcelona.


ETA4: At least it's a football game and not a mixed martial arts match? Translation: BARCELONA YOU NEED TO SCORE.

(Aside: The best thing about Spanish streams is that you can hear the crowd, but don't have to suffer through commentators calling your team diving cheating scum, saying the other team is bound to win, or telling Wenger to spend some fucking money.)


ETA5: Oh gods oh gods oh gods. 1-2 and you can't lose this, guys, you can't.


ETA the last: Well played, Madrid. Congratulations.
levity: (daydream team)
Dear Arsenal, instead of going to sleep I just stayed up to watch you play. Why can't you play on reasonable times on the weekends like everybody else? The sheer relief I feel upon finding a game is going to be televised is absurd.

---

Oh gods the Liga is mad.

---

Though I am not really in any position to be passing judgment on anyone's sanity, because I am at the point where I am watching anything that has Andrew Garfield's face in it. Oh well.

---

ETA: PUTANGINANG COUNTER-ATTACK IYAN NG WIGAN ARSENAL AYUSIN NYO MGA BUHAY NINYO.


ETA the second: WHAT THE HELL. WHAT. THE HELL. ANONG GINAGAWA NYO.


ETA the third: Does the Emirates give a shot of Felix Felicis to every visiting goalkeeper?

... but really, kids, going 2-0 down after eight minutes? ONLY ARSENAL.


ETA the fourth: YESSS VERMA.


ETA who's counting: Arsenal, anong klaseng buhay ito.

P.S. Robin, I love you, but please stop being a brat.
levity: (daydream team)
Dear Arsenal, instead of going to sleep I just stayed up to watch you play. Why can't you play on reasonable times on the weekends like everybody else? The sheer relief I feel upon finding a game is going to be televised is absurd.

---

Oh gods the Liga is mad.

---

Though I am not really in any position to be passing judgment on anyone's sanity, because I am at the point where I am watching anything that has Andrew Garfield's face in it. Oh well.

---

ETA: PUTANGINANG COUNTER-ATTACK IYAN NG WIGAN ARSENAL AYUSIN NYO MGA BUHAY NINYO.


ETA the second: WHAT THE HELL. WHAT. THE HELL. ANONG GINAGAWA NYO.


ETA the third: Does the Emirates give a shot of Felix Felicis to every visiting goalkeeper?

... but really, kids, going 2-0 down after eight minutes? ONLY ARSENAL.


ETA the fourth: YESSS VERMA.


ETA who's counting: Arsenal, anong klaseng buhay ito.

P.S. Robin, I love you, but please stop being a brat.
levity: (daydream team)
Robin should have gotten two, but I can't even be bitter about it, because hell yes. Rosa had yet another wonderful run. Bac fit into our game so seamlessly I have a hard time remembering what those months when his fibula were broken were like- it's both easy and really difficult to understand how underrated he is. Szczesny is our king. I may or may not have knocked my glasses askew in the process of punching the air when Mikel Arteta scored, because I'm dignified like that.

The Emirates was so enthusiastic today it was absurd. Football's a team sport both on the playing and the spectating side, really, so you shake your head in reluctant curled-lip commisseration when the crowd goes boo and you know at once who has the ball, and you grin like a madwoman when that one fan jumps out of the stands to run over and hug Mikel and the guys while they're celebrating the goal, never mind that your glasses are hanging off your nose. Whatever it is you're feeling, someone else is feeling too, what can you do about it.

Too much talking about Manchester City. )
levity: (daydream team)
Robin should have gotten two, but I can't even be bitter about it, because hell yes. Rosa had yet another wonderful run. Bac fit into our game so seamlessly I have a hard time remembering what those months when his fibula were broken were like- it's both easy and really difficult to understand how underrated he is. Szczesny is our king. I may or may not have knocked my glasses askew in the process of punching the air when Mikel Arteta scored, because I'm dignified like that.

The Emirates was so enthusiastic today it was absurd. Football's a team sport both on the playing and the spectating side, really, so you shake your head in reluctant curled-lip commisseration when the crowd goes boo and you know at once who has the ball, and you grin like a madwoman when that one fan jumps out of the stands to run over and hug Mikel and the guys while they're celebrating the goal, never mind that your glasses are hanging off your nose. Whatever it is you're feeling, someone else is feeling too, what can you do about it.

Too much talking about Manchester City. )

3.

Apr. 8th, 2012 08:30 pm
levity: (clarity)
Everyone's doing poetry month, so okay, why not?

I hope that everyone who celebrates Easter is having a happy one, and that everyone who doesn't is enjoying the chocolate. I should probably have more to say? But I'm tired of things that are raw and that sting. I hope you're all okay.

And since it's the season for impossibles anyway, I hope that we completely trounce Manchester City.

---

Scheherazade

Tell me about the dream where we pull the bodies out of the lake
                                                       and dress them in warm clothes again.
         How it was late, and no one could sleep, the horses running
until they forget that they are horses.
                   It's not like a tree where the roots have to end somewhere,
         it's more like a song on a policeman's radio,
                 how we rolled up the carpet so we could dance, and the days
were bright red, and every time we kissed there was another apple
                                                                                       to slice into pieces.
Look at the light through the windowpane. That means it's noon, that means
         we're inconsolable.
                               Tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us.
These, our bodies, possessed by light.
                                                                Tell me we'll never get used to it.


- Richard Siken

3.

Apr. 8th, 2012 08:30 pm
levity: (clarity)
Everyone's doing poetry month, so okay, why not?

I hope that everyone who celebrates Easter is having a happy one, and that everyone who doesn't is enjoying the chocolate. I should probably have more to say? But I'm tired of things that are raw and that sting. I hope you're all okay.

And since it's the season for impossibles anyway, I hope that we completely trounce Manchester City.

---

Scheherazade

Tell me about the dream where we pull the bodies out of the lake
                                                       and dress them in warm clothes again.
         How it was late, and no one could sleep, the horses running
until they forget that they are horses.
                   It's not like a tree where the roots have to end somewhere,
         it's more like a song on a policeman's radio,
                 how we rolled up the carpet so we could dance, and the days
were bright red, and every time we kissed there was another apple
                                                                                       to slice into pieces.
Look at the light through the windowpane. That means it's noon, that means
         we're inconsolable.
                               Tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us.
These, our bodies, possessed by light.
                                                                Tell me we'll never get used to it.


- Richard Siken
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What the hell, Arsenal. Niloloko nyo ba ako. Wala pang April Fools' diyan. Ano baaa.

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