Date: June 2003

Yo no se ninguna de nada…

Jun 25, 2003 by

English translation: “I don’t know no nothing.”

Man, a long off-season. And, okay, so I’m sitting here. And, finally, it’s a nice sunny day here in our Nation’s Capital, Arlington, VA. Unlike sunny London Town. But that’s a different story.

So, I says to myself, I says, “I wonder what the heck Becks is up to today…?” So I gets myself on line.

Well, guess what? Real Madrid just hired Carlos Quieroz as their new head coach.

Wait a sec. Is this the same Carlos Quieroz that piloted (and I mean this in the kindest Captain Joseph Hazelwood / Exxon Valdez kind of way) the New York / New Jersey MetroStars to the cellar of the MLS?

Ah, one appreciates Monsieur Wenger all the more after an episode such as this. Indeed.

-G. Rex

Perhaps they could also sign the Neville brothers? No, wait – that would actually improve Man U.

The Arsenal – Reloaded

Jun 25, 2003 by

I really don’t know what to make of this. One of our members, Geoff, wrote this original piece of fiction. We here at the ArseAm HQ like to promote member contributions, so here you go…

Meeting Thierry Henry at a small, neighborhood bar in Lyons wasn?t at the top of my list of things I

expected from this short trip abroad, but once I got a chance to bask in his aura, his presence, and how it seemed to clash with the surroundings, it took only a moment to find a stool and draw close. He was saddled up to the bar at a small caf? unusually busy for this time of year. After a rain storm let up a few minutes earlier, I had hoped to be among the first out on the streets after so many had undoubtedly changed their plans due to the bad French weather. I had hoped that the melancholy of the empty, clean smelling streets would remind me of Seattle, my inspirational home, to help me meet a deadline I so desperately needed to make.

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