It was Valentine’s Day weekend and I was in Paris with my girlfriend, and we’d gotten back to the hotel room after a day of exploring so we were just chilling on the bed while the game kicked off.
Anyway, with it being Valentine and all my girlfriend starts getting a bit frisky and before you know it we’re bumping uglies but I manage to position ourselves so that we’re doing it cowgirl but at an angle so that I have an unobstructed view of the game on the television and literally seconds before I climax Danny Fucking Welbeck scores the last minute winner.
I was away for a long weekend with friends in Shropshire, where we drank and played the whole weekend long. Being an eternal optimist at that point of the season, I saw this match as a big one. Nay, HUGE. We made time to watch the game.
After Danny Welbeck’s last minute winner, momentum shifted to Arsenal in the title face. Could this be the first time in however many years that Arsenal could win the title? Ecstatic texts from my father, who had attended the game, implied it may well be.
That night, whilst having luxury cuddles in bed with a female of high order, I reached my emotional and physical peak. As I rose to the point of climax, I recalled Alan Smith’s famous commentary before Ozil’s freekick ‘is this the time for Arsenal???’
As my man fluid flew into the twilight zone, I exclaimed ‘IS THIS THE TIME FOR ARSENAL?’
It was. What a shame we did not win the Championship - Lord only knows what a Martin Tyler soundbite would have done to the girl.