To be honest, it fucking bores me.
Have you ever watched paint dry? Read a phone book from start to finish? Read this blog? Watched Arsenal under George Graham? Listened to a Spud going on about top four finishes?
It's all boring stuff but none of it bores me as much as the Brede Hangeland link.
Why does it still exist? They say (who says?) that there is no smoke without fire. Well, I say bollocks.
Brede Hangeland is not coming to Arsenal. I would bet all my life savings, my house and my 1992 Premier League Panini sticker book, which I might add is completed, that the giant American/Norwegian will not end up at the Emirates.
The geezer's agent, Rune Hauge, is trying to whore Hangeland about a little. A bit like an agent pimp. It reminds me of Felipe Melo's agent, who did the same in the summer.
Many agents use Arsenal's good name as a bargaining tool when;
A) They are either trying to get their clients a new and improved contract, which gives themselves a beautiful, even more beautiful than Megan fox, little bonus in the back burner,
B) They want to flaunt their players physique around, tempting clubs to buy the sexiness and in return gaining a lovely jubbly amount of money for doing the deed.
Most don't care about the player. Most just want their pockets lined. With cash. Loadsa cash.
It's funny how the link resurfaces when Arsenal are playing Fulham in a few days time. Coincidence? Methinks not.
Why would we need Hangeland anyways? I hear that William Gallas could be rewarded with a new deal at Arsenal and Thomas Vermaelen is by far the best defender that I, and Arsenal, have ever seen in our whole entire stinking existences.
I think the American/Norwegian is a good player but is one who would struggle at Arsenal. More often than not our two centre-backs are exposed more than Britney Spears' minge after a night out with Lindsey Lohan.
Hangeland suits a compact formation and you don't get a lot more compact than a Compaq presario laptop or Fulham.
He's staying where he is so please, please, please, PLEASE! Let. This. Rumour. Die!
Keep it Goonerish.................