"Plenty of strikers can score goals," he said, gesturing to the famous old stands casting shadows around us.
"But a lot have found it difficult wearing the number 9 shirt for The Arsenal."
Somewhere deep in the bowels of Colney Hatch, the bio-genetics division that brought us Gunnersaurus is nearly ready to unveil the clone of Don Howe we've made from a piece of dandruff left in a flat cap found in his old desk drawer when we were knocking down Highbury. He shall burst forth, fully-formed and start organising our back four into an unbreachable wall.