As we're unlikely to see terraces again at football, this is the virtual equivalent where you can chat to your hearts content about all football matters and, obviously, Arsenal in particular. This forum encourages all Gooners to visit and contribute so please keep it respectful, clean and topical.
Herd wrote:I love and hate this game,cant sleep for days before hand ,feel physically sick on the actual day,cant eat properly cant drink either have butterflies in my stomach and enough adrenaline pumping to win the Tour de France .
Afterwards I feel utterly exhausted drained completely .
Beating them is the only thing I care about and I cannot contemplate a loss .
If we do lose then I sulk badly,refusing to look at the TV or newspapers ,snubbing family and friends however my work productivity goes through the roof as I need to find ways of not thinking about it .
Herd wrote:I love and hate this game,cant sleep for days before hand ,feel physically sick on the actual day,cant eat properly cant drink either have butterflies in my stomach and enough adrenaline pumping to win the Tour de France .
Afterwards I feel utterly exhausted drained completely .
Beating them is the only thing I care about and I cannot contemplate a loss .
If we do lose then I sulk badly,refusing to look at the TV or newspapers ,snubbing family and friends however my work productivity goes through the roof as I need to find ways of not thinking about it .
I'm the same. The one time I felt up to breaking this rule was when I managed a bowl of Cheerios half-time when we were cantering at 2-0 but lost 3-2 at home in 2010, so it's my fault we lost that one. Sorry guys.
northbank123 wrote:I'm the same. The one time I felt up to breaking this rule was when I managed a bowl of Cheerios half-time when we were cantering at 2-0 but lost 3-2 at home in 2010, so it's my fault we lost that one. Sorry guys.
YOU GIT!!
I knew it had nothing to do with tactics, bottle, fight, calibre of player...blah blah blah
I have 15 different Arsenal shirts ready to put on my balcony railings.
Been out to get a few crates of beers and cider. Spirits for during the game too. Takeaway menu's at the ready.
New neighbours have been advised that a little disturbance will start from 9am. Got bacon and eggs and rolls. Cigars for the smokers too.
Just hope the stream works.
Mates without their significant other's are turning up for this, and this time we can party as long as we like without hearing, "can you turn it down a bit, we can't hear what Louis is saying".
Come on Arsenal. For all our failings, don't fuck this one up. It ain't really a contest, is it?
Herd wrote:I love and hate this game,cant sleep for days before hand ,feel physically sick on the actual day,cant eat properly cant drink either have butterflies in my stomach and enough adrenaline pumping to win the Tour de France .
Afterwards I feel utterly exhausted drained completely .
Beating them is the only thing I care about and I cannot contemplate a loss .
If we do lose then I sulk badly,refusing to look at the TV or newspapers ,snubbing family and friends however my work productivity goes through the roof as I need to find ways of not thinking about it .
It's a horrible day , until after we have won of course... I feel the same way for the Manure and Victims games because of their plastics here.. But this is the ultimate, made worse in recent years by the media love in with 'Arry . Just cannot lose this .
Herd wrote:I love and hate this game,cant sleep for days before hand ,feel physically sick on the actual day,cant eat properly cant drink either have butterflies in my stomach and enough adrenaline pumping to win the Tour de France .
Afterwards I feel utterly exhausted drained completely .
Beating them is the only thing I care about and I cannot contemplate a loss .
If we do lose then I sulk badly,refusing to look at the TV or newspapers ,snubbing family and friends however my work productivity goes through the roof as I need to find ways of not thinking about it .
agree 100%
(well maybe 90%, the commiserative boozing/going into hiding doesn't have that positive an impact on my productivity)
Herd wrote:I love and hate this game,cant sleep for days before hand ,feel physically sick on the actual day,cant eat properly cant drink either have butterflies in my stomach and enough adrenaline pumping to win the Tour de France .
Afterwards I feel utterly exhausted drained completely .
Beating them is the only thing I care about and I cannot contemplate a loss .
If we do lose then I sulk badly,refusing to look at the TV or newspapers ,snubbing family and friends however my work productivity goes through the roof as I need to find ways of not thinking about it .
What about if your sweatshop is making spurs scarves?
Herd wrote:I love and hate this game,cant sleep for days before hand ,feel physically sick on the actual day,cant eat properly cant drink either have butterflies in my stomach and enough adrenaline pumping to win the Tour de France .
Afterwards I feel utterly exhausted drained completely .
Beating them is the only thing I care about and I cannot contemplate a loss .
If we do lose then I sulk badly,refusing to look at the TV or newspapers ,snubbing family and friends however my work productivity goes through the roof as I need to find ways of not thinking about it .
What about if your sweatshop is making spurs scarves?
I think Herd nipped that in the bud. He threatened to turn up for work mob handed, spill some claret and run the manager all over the manor if need be!
Herd wrote:I love and hate this game,cant sleep for days before hand ,feel physically sick on the actual day,cant eat properly cant drink either have butterflies in my stomach and enough adrenaline pumping to win the Tour de France .
Afterwards I feel utterly exhausted drained completely .
Beating them is the only thing I care about and I cannot contemplate a loss .
If we do lose then I sulk badly,refusing to look at the TV or newspapers ,snubbing family and friends however my work productivity goes through the roof as I need to find ways of not thinking about it .
I'm the same. The one time I felt up to breaking this rule was when I managed a bowl of Cheerios half-time when we were cantering at 2-0 but lost 3-2 at home in 2010, so it's my fault we lost that one. Sorry guys.
Are you 10?
Is this what our kids crew are doing at half-time these days?
Its too similar to the scum term. . . . 
