Where everybody knows your name...

Although the Elizabeth Pub is not the official Arsenal pub in town, many SG Gooners will beg to differ.

Where else can you find more than a dozen faithful supporters 10pm on a Sunday night at a pub in town, knowing well that they'll have to drag their behinds back home to get some sleep before facing Big Blue Monday? It's sorta like the classic sitcom "Cheers", where everybody knows your name.

Other than the other odd hotel guests who goes there for a nightcap, I also spotted other types of audience.

One is the friend of a Gooner who decides to sit in on match day. They are the ones who ask which colour jersey Arsenal is wearing for the match; what are the words to our cheers; and of course the perennial favourite - what is the offside rule. Being the nice people us SG Gooners are, we explain patiently the ins and outs of the game to them.

It really helps when your friends are gorgeous babes, like Shai's...

The other is what I'd like to call the betting people. They are only concerned about the scoreline, and how it would affect their pockets. Even then I'm still not too bothered. It's only when they start mouthing off at the players/ref/tactics when the match is not going their way that gets to me. This person could've just stayed home, turned his TV and PC on, and made his bets throughout the match on his mobile without pissing the real fans off. NO. He had to come to an Arsenal joint and rile people up with his thoughtless comments, out loud. Sad, really sad.

Farhad got a nice birthday surprise before the start of the 2nd half, with a cake any SG Gooner would like. Happy Birthday Farhad!!

The match? Well, you know where to look (here, here and here) for the full analysis.

2 words; Referee kayu!!