To inherit Mr Arsenal a blessing indeed
A Doctor of Defending and man born to lead
An angry snarl and a die-hard will to win
Winning a habit and losing a sin
Retiring the finest, this great club had seen
But the heir in waiting, his Vice in the team
We called him Paddy he came from Senegal
So gladly, we sang he played for Arsenal
He won games in the tunnel before the whistle blew
Such was his presence the other teams knew
Such power but such grace he was the boss
On to make history, a season without a loss
His final kick for the Gunners to leave us with glory
The FA Cup won the final page in his story
With Vieira now sold, the fans they were wary
From Frenchman to Frenchman, he turned to Thierry
Henry was our talisman and the armband he wore
The truth was in reality his job was to score
No trophies as captain of that I am certain
Yet history will say he led us from Highbury to Ashburton
Now Wenger messed up, when Gilberto he had
By giving the armband to a newly arrived Chav
A winner perhaps, experience yes
But Gallas the captain, just a fine mess
At St Andrews imploding, he cried on the ground
His tenure was over, a new leader was found
The weighty burden passed on to a teen
But we already knew he was better than Keane
Experienced he was not but a talent so rare
He led his team by example, on the field everywhere
With Cesc leading his team, Wenger could build again
And would have had it not been for his team mates in Spain
I guess we all knew the hometown pull was too strong
Back to Barcelona our new inspiration now gone
The boss turned to Robin and it was nice while it lasted
He could score when he wanted but turned out a bastard
van Persie was the start of the end for the armband worn with pride
Wenger had forgotten the significance of who lead his side
Vermaelen so head strong and not a man you want in your trenches
The first of many Arsene appointments warming the benches
The Belgian’s vice was Arteta, a true captain at heart
He stood up to the task and for sure played his part
The trophy at Wembley the supporters in tears
Arteta the leader after waiting nine long years
So the armband presented to Mikel with good reason
Only for our dear number Eight to be injured all season
Our Big Friendly German inherited the role
Too friendly indeed and too slow to protect his own goal
Quick with soundbites and excuses after each loss
Not what Arsenal needed from an on the field boss
A Manager under pressure needs an ally as skipper
And Wenger has stuffed himself there like a kipper
Per a non-playing captain who won’t play again
With Koscielny some player but no leader of men
With no obvious candidates what can he do
All players he has bought, does he have a clue?
Where are the Adams or Vieira’s, our Gods?
He has not had the like in any recent squads
No inspiration from the dugout, his captain with him on the bench
Arsenal need the man on the pitch to lead from the trench.
You have only won with great Captains and not won without
I thought you were insightful but I am starting to doubt
Every General needs a captain he must his trust
You ‘cannot see it’ but for me it’s a must!
So Walt Whitman I am not but has Wenger read the poem
O Captain! My Captain?
My thanks to Dougie for his inspiration in yesterday’s article on true leaders.
Passionate fifty-something Arsenal supporter who has been making the journey to N5 regularly since the early 1980s – although his first game was in 1976. Always passionate when talking about The Arsenal, Dave decided to send a guest blog to Gunnersphere in the summer of 2011 and has not stopped writing about the Gunners since.
He set up his own site – 1 Nil Down 2 One Up – in February 2012, which he moved on in 2016 to concentrate on freelance writing and building Gunners Town, which he launched with Paul in 2014.
The objective of GT was to be new and fresh and to give a platform for likeminded passionate Arsenal fans wishing to write about their team. Dave still of course, writes for the site himself and advises the ever-changing writing crew.