We celebrated another St. Totteringham’s Day last week. Things got a little squeaky towards the end, but Arsenal got the win and we had a great group at Maggie McGarry’s for the match.
Being an Arsenal supporter in the States presents its own challenges. American Gooners are often maligned as less genuine because they weren’t born into it. Which is counter-intuitive to me. Having it foisted upon you by location or familial connections is one thing, but shouldn’t conscious choice (however irrational) count for something.
Not to mention the level of dedication required to actively follow one’s club. We’ve been blessed with some reasonable start times this season, but endured plenty of early kickoffs as well.
Which brings us to Saturday’s match. 4:30 am. Yes, 4:30 am. Anyone who gets up to watch a team clear across the pond at this ungodly hour cements their bona fides. And if you join us tomorrow at Maggie McGarry’s, you’re a f**king legend in my book.
This has been one of the most exciting seasons in recent history, and we’ve still go three matches left. Any title-winning equation still requires a Man City slip-up, in addition to the Gunners winning the rest of theirs. We’ve had tremendous support at Maggie’s throughout the season and it’s been a lot of fun (and stress) watching with everyone.
I’ll be at the pub for Saturday’s 4:30am kickoff. Hopefully joined by some other f**king legends.
Best,
Mark

