“After a while you learn the subtle difference
Between loving a player and loving a club,
And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaving
And loyalty isn’t always returned.
And you begin to learn that badge kisses aren’t contracts
And P.R statements aren’t promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build all your teams on today
Because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans
And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After a while you learn…
That even success can burn if you get too much.
So you support your team and love your club,
Instead of waiting for some player to bring you joy.
And you learn that Arsenal really can endure…
That the cannon is mighty
And Victoria Concordia Crescit really does have worth…
And you learn and learn…
With every good-bye you learn.”
The original version of this poem can be found here. Hopefully Ms Shoffstall doesn’t mind the Arsenalisation