Thursday 21 March 2013

Thursday, the new Wednesday? I hope not!


 

 
 

Happy Thursday guys and gals,

 

We have broken the back of the week again and we march onto another weekend, GET IN!

 

Unfortunately due to a tournament being held over 15 months away, we have a weekend without Premier league football. What do we think about that? BOOOOOO. That's what!

 

I quite like international tournaments, but only really the finals. The group stages and friendlies are a bit of a pain in the neck and makes building consistency in the league tough. It might however give the players a little break from the pressure at the club, which could be a good thing. The wind was in our sails and spurs were tipping over the worlds end of waterfalls, lets hope we come back to the same situation. 

 

Picking up Injuries at meaningless internationals is always the big concern and I hope we don't. It was interesting to read that Rio won't be going as he has training planned at Man U and he can't miss it as he might get injured. Surely that's a blag straight out of the "forgot my gym kit" book of terrible blags. No real surprise though as sir Al*hic*s, mourinho and the rest have been doing it for ages. Lampard, terry and co have missed many friendlies due to their club wanting to win cups and leagues, and who can blame them. The clubs they play for pay them fortunes and those clubs have targets to achieve with their assets. If they can't utilise their assets then maximising their returns is economically unviable. And we all know that sustainability is the real winner! 

 

This is what happens when you write a football blog while on the way to a business meeting. Busiball, the business side of football. 

 

I think we have a few players playing in the internationals, perhaps we could look at them tomorrow. Snipster?

 

Onto some other thoughts:

 

I watched Tyson (the film documentary) the other day. It was a good watch and well worth a view. Tyson came from very humble beginnings, when he was young his parents split up and his mom moved them to an area so bad women and children would be mugged and beaten up regularly. 

 

Tyson grew up in fear and was constantly bullied. He kept pigeons and one day the bullies found out where he kept them and grabbed hold of one. Tyson asked / pleaded with them to give the pigeon back. The leader of the bullies rung the birds neck and threw it back to Mike dead. This enraged Tyson and he beat the bully into a pulp. 

 

Mike Tyson got a lot of respect for this from the other youths in his area. He was still a shy and unassuming guy though. He got involved with the wrong crowd and ended up in juvenile detention. It was in jail he started boxing and on Tyson's release, the jail boxing instructor put Mike in touch with a professional boxing coach as he had seen so much promise during his incarceration.  

 

This coach trained Mike Tyson to be an excellent technical boxer. A boxer with pace, power and technique. The one thing the coach couldn't train was for Mike to be confident. Mike Tyson still had a quiet and introverted character. 

 

The coach would complement Mike all day every day, about every aspect of his personality, body, power, ability, intelligence, even stuff like his hair, his style and his dance moves & singing voice (probably). Mike didn't know until later in life why the coach did this. He just thought he had the nicest coach in the world and thought he was possibly hitting on him. Later in life he realised the coach was building Tyson's confidence. Mike Tyson was now not only the best technical boxer on the planet, but he also believed he was unbeatable and destined for world domination. 

 

Tyson spoke about winning fights before a punch had been thrown. He would be able to see in his opponents eyes if there was a glimmer of doubt. When there was be would punish them.

 

Arsenal players need to build this sort of confidence for the future. Too many times this season we have looked low on belief. 

 

Arsene, after the team have finished watching the defensive videos, chuck Tyson the documentary on but remember to press pause before he gets all messed up on drugs and women 

 

 

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