My God do I hate international breaks

First post in a week, mostly because there's a complete lack of stuff going on, partly because I've been so busy (was on my way to, in, and on my way back from Darlington all Thursday, par example) and the little Arsenal news that has come my way, such as Double D being named the new chairman of the G14 group of clubs, has come on days when there's been fuck all else and I couldn't be bothered to post on one tidbit.

Today isn't a lot more interesting to be honest, although there's international action to catch up on for all our players who have been stolen away by their respective national football associations for two sodding weeks.

My boy, R to the v P, scored Holland's only goal on Saturday to snatch a draw for the Dutch against Bulgaria, a game in which Dirk "a face not even a mother could love" Kuyt came off injured. Speaking of injuries Freddie was withdrawn from Sweden's 2-0 victory over Spain early in the second half, and details over the extent of the injury have not yet been made clear. Thierry hit the post for France as les bleus went down 1-0 to jocks. Rosicky, Jens, Cesc and Hleb all turned out for their nations.

And that's about it. Mijatovic says Madrid still want Cesc. Theo's current long-term goal is to go to the next World Cup and actually play a couple of minutes. Tomas reckons that the win at Old Trafford will prove to be the turning point to our season (so that's all wins from here on out). Marlon King's a Gooner but plans to take all three points off us at the weekend (hard cheese Marlon).

And that's your lot.