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Sunday 4 November 2012

What drives a Gooner?

In the final minutes of a sub-standard performance from a team best consisting of a few new and old "promising" faces, the 4000 travelling fans out-sing the 70000-odd crowd at Old Trafford.....they drive the team on towards a late goal which is a consolation at best....they hope they would turn it around like the make-shift team did just 3 days before. They hope they will have a story to tell their children and grand-children, one about how they pulled one over many glory-hunters, a few d*ickheads, a few rivals*(the actual fans) and a traitor. They hope they will have a story like the ones Norman Duncan must have a chest full of. They know its probably not possible, not after the performance they had put in that afternoon, but that's a gooner for you. For a gooner knows, that in a land where there is no hope, Arsenal wont survive. Because that all that's left for us. That is all the board and the manager accomplishes to give right now. Hopes, hopes that one day the great man who created and drove the invincibles shall be supported and he will rise again, and make a team that will give these fans a new song to sing, a cheerful one, one which will end in a victory, one that is more than just a hope. Hopes that someday, the promising team will become a champion team. Hopes that one day, the 4000 fans wont have to out-sing the 70000 fans, because the 75000 would have already left with their heads hung in shame. Hopes, that one day, they wont have to make reasons for their meager performances. Hopes that trophies wouldn't just be consisted of being able to play in the Champions League, for even FC Nordsjaelland manages that.

But is it really the hopes of some silver, some glory that ties you to this club? As a legend once asked- "I really like Arsenal. But you,do you really like Arsenal? Or just Arsenal with trophies?" I ask you the same. If its going to be another 7 years to a trophy would you still be a Arsenal fan? Because I would be, as its the club I love, the little joys that it gives me. One loves this club for every skipped heartbeat it has given to him/her, every laugh, every win, every hope, every inspiration, every fight, every relation, every friend. Its not what in the cabinet that matters, its the hearts and minds that does. It is these hopes, these recreations from the past, that a Gooner lives for. That's what makes him/her patient enough to listen "important" people telling him/her to be patient, giving excuses of problems hanging from every club's threads.

Having said all that, the hopes that every Gooner keeps, the ones which drive him/her forward.....are the ones best said below for a man in love-

As a man waits and craves for his beloved lady,
The one who has eluded him so far,
The one for whose arrival he makes himself ready,
For she can only be so far, only so far.

So what is it that drives you?

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