Hats off to Marton Fulop – The new lasagne chef

I’m kneeling on the floor of my living room, a beer in my hand, my face so contorted my skin is starting to hurt. My back aches, my heart is throbbing in my chest. My girlfriend has one hand on her phone ready to call for an ambulance at any stage.
On a bench by a field in the West Midlands Arsene Wenger looks how I feel. He grabs his friend and soon to be ex-colleague Pat Rice and he hugs him. He hugs him for strength. He hugs him for guidance. He hugs him because he doesn’t know what else he can do.
Welcome to the final stages of Arsenal’s 2011/12 Premier League campaign. It’s fair to say, it’s been emotional.
Arsenal don’t like to do things the easy way. Never have. But this season they’v...