Monday, April 1, 2013

There Was Something In The Air That Night

This one's a riff on the Tuesday Club's number with a few more lyrics added in. Decent match on the weekend for Yao. Hope it continues. 


There was something in the air that night,
The Spurs are shite, Gervinho
His forehead was shining extra bright,
his braids were tight, Gervinho

And we thought he'd miss the open goal,
somehow instead,
Heeee just lashed the ball in-to the net,
who would have guessed,
Gervinho

Heeee just lashed the ball in-to the net,
who would have guessed,
Gervinho

Sunday, March 31, 2013

Remember Rocky

He Looks To Chip Schmeichel.......AND IT'S IN!!!





Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Look How He Plays A One-Two

Down at the Factory we've aired a few Cazorla chants [I have a couple corking Christmas ones that may show up at a later date] but haven't settled on one just yet. The Seven Nation Army one doesn't seem to have legs with our grumpy bunch, but we've done the Tuesday Club Chim Chim Cher-ee one with mixed success.

Recently, fellow NY Gooner John said he thought this tune would make a catchy Cazorla chant [probably after screening Cinderella with his kids], since his name fits so nicely in the meter of the first line. He set me the task of coming up with something but I didn't know the tune. Once I heard it the words happened almost instantly. You've got to talk about his two-footedness of course, and I copped the last line from the Tuesday Club. Fair warning, it can get stuck in your head. On the plus side of that, it's easy to sing over and over to the annoyance of any rivals nearby.




[Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo/Perry Como/Cinderella]
tune suggested by a fellow NY Gooner

What a footballer
Santi Cazorla
Look how he plays a one-two
He can do magic with each of his feet
He is much better than you







Just Knock The Ball Up To Giroud

Not too long ago, @7amkickoff tweeted that someone should come up with a Giroud chant to this tune. Diseased as I am, I couldn't resist. I tweeted it back to him in two parts and several folks retweeted and commented back, so I started giving it the gas down at the Factory.

Surprisingly TJ, who normally hates my stuff, rather enjoyed it. I've been toying with this Ridiculous Chants column idea for a while, so I figured I'd better launch it while the stars are aligned. Almost as soon as I posted it Jack chimed in with the line substituting Frenchman for future from the end of the song, and next thing you know I had another verse. Jack's dream is to get the hmmm hmmm hmmm's going down at the pub. Maybe this weekend. [edit: changed it to ooooh ooooh ooooh. Can't get much volume with the hmmm's]



[I Melt With You/Modern English]
special mention to @7amkickoff for suggesting the tune for a Giroud chant


The Frenchman's open wide, he’s in acres of space
Runs like an ostrich, but he’s got a chiseled face
When he attacks, defenders crash around the place
Never really knowing he was always....fucking ace

Just knock the ball up to Giroud
He started slowly
but he's getting better all the time.
He's more handsome
than me and you,
Just knock the ball up to Giroud.

[The Frenchman's  open,  wide]

ooooh ooooh ooooh
ooooh ooooh ooooh ooooh.


Monday, March 25, 2013

Give And Go Jack

I've been toying with this Ridiculous Chants column for a while, so when Jack Wilshere recently re-emerged on twitter during a particularly lully interlull, I figured I'd pull the trigger. I have a Jumping Jack Flash one as well, but this one's a little more fun, especially since Ed is particularly fond of busting out the "WHAT YOU SAY????!!!" line that keeps the chant going.




[Hit The Road Jack/Ray Charles]

Oh look at Jack Wilshere he’s quick and he’s mean
He’s the best midfielder, that we’ve ever seen.
There’s one thing that we know,
When he gets the ball the Arsenal go [that's right]

Give and go Jack
When the ball comes back
We’ll score, we’ll score, we’ll score, we’ll score
Give and go Jack
And when it comes back we’ll score [WHAT YOU SAY????!!!]


Give and go Jack
When the ball comes back
We’ll score, we’ll score, we’ll score, we’ll score
Give and go Jack
And when it comes back we’ll score

And when it comes back we’ll score
And when it comes back we’ll score