I’ve got to admit, feeling like a loser has become a part of my identity, low self-confidence hard-wired into my DNA by virtue of too many years of hardship. On Saturday morning, as Arsenal destroyed Blackburn 7-1, I got to feel like a winner again. And it felt good. Really good.
In terms of pure bliss, I don’t know that I’ve sincerely enjoyed any weekend of sports more than the past one. I woke up early on Saturday morning, and as I performed some 500 push-ups and an equal number of crunches on the floor, I watched my beloved Arsenal demonstrate why their status as a...
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