Fuck me this is a sensational promo video. I feel like 21 is coming when this shit lands. Barry Keoghan, pictured below with Luke Shaw (be less injured you bell) starred in this new promo campaign for United's trefoil-emblazoned third shirt for the 2024/25 season.
The video features lots of nods to United heritage and moments in the form of Amad's booking, the lads on the wall, Bryan Robson chatting with Kobbie, Jaap Stam the big Dutch (lines)man, the fluffed "Garnacho" bicycle kick, Gabby George, Angry Ginge, Frank Stapleton and Denis Irwin watching on... top stuff.
Plus, track jacket featured below is an absolute smokeshow. Fucking unreal levels of drip and class. I will be buying that - and a personalised version of the short-sleeve goalkeeper kit. Black and white, minimal tinkering? CLEAN. Gimme. I don't even play in goal.
“1957. My mother's idea of getting time off from looking after me at the weekends was to give me to my dad. My dad used to go to Arsenal on Saturdays, I went to Arsenal on Saturdays from a very young age.”
What do you remember as a kid?
“I honestly can’t remember until about 1963. I was 6 years old.
“I remember we had our first European campaign, a match against the Belgian team RFC Liege, and that evening was the first thing I remember - Bob Wilson, it was one of his first games in goal. It's just the green of the pitch. And Highbury, it would turn out to be my second home, that's for sure.
“It was just everything - the greenness of the pitches, the noise of the crowd. It was the atmosphere around the place because obviously, it was something of a journey for us coming up from the Thames Valley.
“So it'd be the food beforehand, the journey over, it was brilliant.”
How much has the matchday atmosphere changed?
“Yes it's changed in as much as the people who come are very different from the people who used to come in the 1960s. You have a much broader range of class of people. There's much more of a mix of men and women, it's a fantastic experience these days.”
Do you think it’s for the better?
“I really do, because for me now, the football in those days in the 1960s was everything. These days, the social side is everything. I'm glad I'm still an Arsenal supporter but getting down here and meeting people is great.”
Have you had any Arsenal-related experiences that you’d never forget?
“I'm very lucky being a blogger. I do get an invite to one or two things, not as many people think; for me meeting Robert Pires was an absolute joy in recent years.
“But going back again to the 1970s, I had a season ticket in the old East Lower Stand at Highbury and the players would come through the corridor underneath there before the game. And so you would get to meet them all before the game, get their autograph in a way that perhaps kids today don't.
“You haven't got to go back too far and you might have met one or two of them in a pub after the game. That certainly won't happen today.
“And the other thing that happened as well - because they knew you. I used to go to away games every week and you would get players coming out and giving you match tickets whenever they were playing away from home as well, which was great. But I can't imagine that happening today.”
Did you meet anyone in particular at the pub?
“The golden era would have been the late 70s, early 80s with the likes of Liam Brady, Frank Stapleton, David O'Leary.”
Has anything shaken your faith in the Arsenal?
“I'd be a liar if I said no.
“It's an emotional experience following a football team or any sporting team.
“I guess it depends where you're from. But no, it doesn't shake your faith at any stage.”
Red, white & green: Celebrating Arsenal's Irish Connection
Red, white & green: Celebrating Arsenal’s Irish Connection
I’m sure it won’t have escaped the attention of all reading this that today is St. Patrick’s Day, and as such is a date associated with all things Irish.
While for most people under a certain age this seems to manifest itself in donning comedy headwear and imbibing dangerous quantities of Guinness, for the rest of us it has other connections.
