The Gooners Day Out

One of the plans for 2008 (and in keeping with our new found Britishness), we have decided to get into the football scene a bit more.



Thanks to some gentle encouragement from Crumpy and with the added attraction of their young star Cesc Fabregas we have become Arsenal fans - or 'Gooners'. So what better way to kick off our football watching season with a trip to Emirates Stadium to see the Gunners play Everton.



Aided by a detailed plan of attack (thanks Crumpy) we hit the day in true Gooner style. Here is a brief summary:

Step 1: Arrive, locate Arsenal merchandise store, be marvelled by wide array of Arsenal branded stuff (chocolate, wallpaper, toasters, undies, baby clothes ... you get the picture), acquire matching his and hers Arsenal scarves and leave with wallet a little lighter.

Step 2: Now looking like Gooners (scarves doned), head straight for the Arsenal Tavern to enjoy pre-match drink with your fellow Gooners. Note: warning to woman a) not many Gooneresses seem to frequent the Arsenal Tavern and b) the white house wine tastes like 'cat pee' (so bad Michelle didn't finish her glass - so that tells you something).

Step 3: Arrive Emirates Stadium, stand infront of large stadium sign with scarve over head looking ridiculous while you get the obligatory photo above:



Step 4: Find seats, watch game and soak up the clever Gooner chants, some of our favourites listed below (click links if you too want to hear the magic and wit that is the Gooners in full song):

• 'Stand up if you hate Tottenham' (http://www.fanchants.com/football-songs/arsenal-chants/stand-up-if-you-hate-7/)
• 'We've got Cesc Fabregas' (http://www.fanchants.com/football-songs/arsenal-chants/weve-got-cesc-fabregas/)
• 'Oooh to be a Gooner' (http://www.fanchants.com/football-songs/arsenal-chants/oooh-to-be-a-gooner/)
• 'Are you Tottenham in disguise' (http://www.fanchants.com/football-songs/arsenal-chants/are-you-tottenham-disguise/)

Step 5: Relish the 3-1 victory over Everton and celebrate with a very greasy bag of hot chips liberally doused in salt and vingar cos a Gooner wouldn't have it any other way.