It's been four months and seventeen days since I wrote my last post at BigFourZa (and if you thought I pulled that fact out of my ass, wait till you read the rest of this post). To put that into perspective, that's almost twenty eight months in dog years, or in a more footballing context, a time when Chelsea actually had hopes of winning the Premier League.

It's been four months and seventeen days since I wrote my last post at BigFourZa (and if you thought I pulled that fact out of my ass, wait till you read the rest of this post). To put that into perspective, that's almost twenty eight months in dog years, or in a more footballing context, a time when Chelsea actually had hopes of winning the Premier League.

Given that this is a season for sequels (and most of them bad ones at that), I figured I'd go the same route about yesterday's Champions League Finals.

Double Whammy

You can find Part I here. Part II was just more of the same. Like The Hangover.

How appropriate.

Maddy's Note: After a hiatus almost as long as Arsenal's trophy drought, the man with a million quotes is back. BFZ proudly re-presents long term contributor Vishwa

I would have opened this post with an extremely comical quote that featured a comparison between Benjani and Torres but the weekend's developments in the premier league put paid to that.

How do you start a match review when the ninety minutes you've witnessed is so much more than just a match? The rivers of bad blood these two teams share had already given the tie its opera storyline, and if you had time to tear your eyes away from all the glamour in the papers, you would have seen 22 world class players take to the pitch in what was, at its core, a fantastic football match.

There are people who have been watching Arsenal since they had a shiny, bald baby head which is currently returning to its hairless, albeit far less shiny, state. And although I'm the newest of newbies in comparison with them, I think I can match the grumpiest old gooner in being negative about things.