Lacking leaders after a weekend of misery

CONSIDERING the scenes of an increasingly tormented Arsène Wenger writhing in anguish on the touchline these past few weeks, I’m sure if he was a four-legged filly someone would’ve had the kindness to put him out of his misery.

Each passing week, our manager looked as if he’s buckling under the weight of his responsibility.

I’m sure I wasn’t the only Gooner at the Reebok wishing someone would put me out of my misery. Thinking about this postmortem of our dead parrot season, I realised I could probably forward a previous piece from the penultimate month of any of the past few seasons.