The idea that Arsenal became a cultural phenomenon because it signed Black players is too simplistic.
Like much of London, Arsenal positioned itself as a club that extended belonging towards the margins. Not racial margins alone, but the margins of football's imagination.
Kanu arrived after heart surgery that could have ended his career. Bergkamp arrived carrying the weight of a disappointing spell at Inter. Henry arrived as a talented but unsettled player still searching for his place. Kolo Touré was potential before proof. Arteta arrived as a midfielder many thought was entering decline, only to be entrusted with the captaincy. Wenger himself was a foreign manager challenging the assumptions of English football.
The pattern was not diversity for its own sake. It was recognition before validation.
Arsenal repeatedly seemed willing to see people not simply as they were, but as they could become. It trusted before consensus arrived. It built a reputation for offering a second chance, a fresh start, or a path to fulfilment where others saw limitation, uncertainty, or decline.
That is why former players, injured players, and out-of-contract players so often found their way back to Arsenal. The club developed a reputation for treating people as more than their immediate utility.
Representation matters. But recognition creates loyalty.
People did not just see players who looked like them. They saw an institution that appeared willing to enlarge its definition of who belonged.
I’m 61, and not yet in active retirement.
3 years from now, my last child will depart for college.
At that juncture, the inimitable Iyom Electrik (aka “Fine Girl”, “Odogwu nwanyi”), and I will have a choice to make; and it will be a binary choice.
1) Return to our Estate in Anam and build the largest fish farm in Igboland. Farming and writing philosophical treatises.
But this choice carries a contingency; a dramatic improvement in security. If this fails to materialize, we will deed the Estate over to the Catholic Church to repurpose as a high school.
2) Buy a Villa or Finca in Andalusia or Porto, somewhere along the Duoro River. Immersing ourselves in the culture and farming and writing philosophical treatises.
One seeks a life of humble obscurity. Nature, music, poetry, lyricism and knowledge in contradistinction to monumentality, and power. For indeed, “Felix, qui potuit rerum cognoscere causas," ("Happy is the one who has been able to understand the causes of things").
Many friends and colleagues, amongst them plausibly the nation’s best and brightest, called it quits years ago. Seeking freedom from the oppression of a sunken place. Camus was right. A life so close to the wall is a dog’s life.
Their surrogates are the politicians and the purblind “elite” or moneyed peasants; encrustations of barnacle and weed upon the underbelly of the Leviathan, the Nigerian State. The lower forms of life, long seized control of a benighted people. A genus that turns the suffering of the average Nigerian into spectacle.
The people themselves chained in a dark, underground Plato’s cave and looking straight ahead at a blank stone wall and nourished on an infernal diet of tribalism and religion, are caught between passivity and complicity. They are no bargain. Their suffering is not redemptive.
And the intellectuals? The enablers. “Everywhere belle face”.
Time they say, is a precious thing. And I have always liked the dictum: “Time is a fugitive”*
So you see dear Nigerians, I am a candidate in this election. Vote wisely.
* (Literal, the Latin, “Tempus fugit”)
Remind a hater today:
City and Arsenal game week 33;
Deadlocked on 70 points each.
Five games to go.
Everyone (including some Arsenal "fans") said it was done, and that ManCity would go ahead and collect all 15 points available, with a superior GD, and win the title.
5 match days later,
Man City; WDWDL
78 points.
+42 GD.
2nd place.
Arsenal; WWWWW
85 points.
+44 GD.
EPL Champions.
The Arsenal they knew before is not the Arsenal we are today.
#CityBottledTheLeague
Back in December we were only 2 points ahead 😭
January came and Pep added two of the best players in the league to his squad, while Arteta made no signings. We dealt with a ridiculous injury crisis, competed in four competitions, and kept playing three games in seven days multiple times.
Pep’s side lost just one league game from December to May and we still came through it all. Gunners continue to celebrate this title with passion , drink it in, we worked too hard for this. Ignore the noise ❤️🏆