infested with shrieking krypto-socialist harpies and harridans, this fella's splendid prose reminded me why I once devoured The Gruadain every day. It was just so well written; the words in this piece flow through the eye in a most edifying way.
https://www.theguardian.com/football...wenger-time-upthere was a feeling of awkwardness in the room, a note of tender disbelief at the extent of Wenger’s misguided conviction