Beat Barca? Cesc We Can – Get the t-shirt Now
185 comments March 25th, 2010
Cometh the hour, cometh the man, cometh the t-shirt.
It began back in November 2008, when Cesc Fabregas’ appointment as captain of Arsenal Football Club inspired me to produce a parodic version of President Obama’s inauguration speech. The image we made up for that post received really positive feedback, and only recently an Arsenal mailing list had the idea of turning them in to t-shirts or a banner for our beloved skipper.
With the fight for trophies getting serious on both the domestic and European front, Arsenal are looking more than ever to their inspirational leader and beginning to think that with Cesc, We Can. With the games against Cesc’s Catalan chums just around the corner, now seemed the perfect time to celebrate his unadulterated Cesciness.
This t-shirt, manufactured using 100% ringspun cotton, comes courtesy of printmaker, designer, and long-time friend of Gunnerblog David Rudnick. I’ve long wanted to make something physical for fans of the site to enjoy – doing 2Halves with the Rebel Alliance was great fun, and it’s fantastic to have another project out the door.
Only 150 have been made, so click here to get yours now and avoid disappointment.
On with the football.
Before Barca we have a slightly less glamorous fixture at Birmingham to fulfill. The midlanders got beaten 2-1 by Blackburn last night, so we will be chomping at the bit to parade our scalp (and, presumably, bits of Eduardo’s leg) around St. Andrews on Saturday.
We’ll be without Vermaelen in the game, and I suspect Andrey Arshavin is not alone in hoping that Alex Song steps back in to defence to replace him. The thought of Sol Campbell and Mikael Silvestre lining up alongside each other is, despite Sol’s decent form, somewhat distressing. Imagine if Birmingham played Kevin Phillips upfront too. It’d be like a football version of Dad’s Army, only funnier.
I don’t know if you’ve been out and about much recently, but the birds are tweeting and Spring is in the air. Now as we all know, Spring in itself is a bit rainy and pointless. In primary school they try and hammer home the importance of the rubbish seasons like Spring and Autumn, but as far as I recall baby sheep are born and that’s about it. The one good thing about Spring is that is means Summer isn’t far off. For football journalists, that means transfer nonsense, and now it seems they barely bother waiting.
There’s a story linking us with Nice-but-dim striker Loic Remy, and a quite ludicrous piece of tattle in the Mail suggesting Cesc Fabregas could move to Inter in a part-exchange deal with Mario Balotelli. After Inter’s preposterously good wheeler-dealing last year, getting rid of Ibrahimovic in exchange for Eto’o and a huge chunk of cash, perhaps they believe they have some kind of transfer market super-powers.
The truth is that they don’t. Cesc? We can. You, Inter, can’t. Till tomorrow, folks.
