Ramblings of an Englishman

Don’t really know where to begin. Arsenal have finally after 22 years won the Premier League. I was 7 the last time we won the league with little memory of it, this time I was pacing around my room watching the final few moments of Bournemouth vs. Man City that as the final whistle went I let out a massive yes and come on so loud was asked if I had injured myself. My thoughts passed to my Nan who passed away a few days before Arsenal lost at Anfield earlier in the season, I’m sure she would’ve believed unlike me the anxious mess thinking it was all over after every loss and most draws. Says more about my mental wellbeing but we will leave that for another day. So where am I this morning the day after it is all confirmed? Lack of sleep and travelling to work but on a high I’ve never felt. I’m just grateful for the journey, the highs and lows mould a person and after so much heartache we have triumph. The scenes outside the Emirates crowds gathered probably for first time celebrating Bou...