Samir Nasri attacks Arsenal fans, inadvertently revealing his own hypocrisy

I’ve got a bit of a confession to make. I wasn’t that bothered when Samir Nasri left Arsenal.
Sure I was bothered generally by the situation. I didn’t understand why we’d played him in all of our pre-season friendlies. I couldn’t see why we hadn’t signed a proper replacement. And to lose both him and Fabregas in such quick succession seemed like a particularly ill thought out strategy.
But I wasn’t exactly weeping into my corn flakes. Or beating my chest and howling at the moon. Or constructing Samir Nasri effigies using a sack full of rat droppings and an old discarded Martina Navratilova waxwork head that I found in the bins round the back of Madame Tussauds and gave a slightly more rubbis...