Arsene Whinger

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Famous Gallic cool ruffled
by British Bulldog blast.
Last minute Harewood goal
greeted with hysteria by
happy Hammers fans starved of glory.
Frenzy of fist clenching from
pumped up Pardew
met with fury from the Frenchman:
icy glares and petulant pushing
the reaction to Pardew’s expletive.
Wenger’s refusal to shake and make up
with Pardew appears petty,
his self imposed silence
since the incident, silly.
French vintage souring to vinegar;
Wenger to Whinger.


Great television, but the normally phlegmatic French manager must be embarrassed by his conduct.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/arsene-whinger/