So, it would seem that the Arsenal are nearly back to full strength without, of course, the usuals. Eduardo Da Silva is expected to be back in training within several weeks which could put him right on target for the estimates of a December return for first team action that we heard soon after his injury. We seem to have a lot of attacking options right now, and Eduardo’s return will only add to Arsène’s weapons locker. Looking forward to his return. Tomas Rosicky, who didn’t nearly have his foot entirely removed by a Birmingham tap dance, is still nowhere in sight. It truly is a shame, as I thought Rosicky, when on his game, really added a certain spark to our midfield.

Now, I hope you’re seated for this. According to reports from the more reliable English media, William Gallas has recently been spotted leaving a night club while smoking a cigarette. When I read these reports, I was completely taken aback… positively shocked… I had to lay down… catch my breath. Our… Capi? Smoking? No. N-n-no… Say it ain’t so! But alas… pictures do not lie. As you can see here, there is no denying the truth of it. Truly shocking.

So, if he’s gotten his wind back in time, I expect Captain Gallaxy will be back on the pitch. Letting in corners with the same reckless abandon he displays on these smoking soirees he’s apparently gotten himself sucked into. Perhaps his cool friends like his new haircut, but I do not approve. It’s just not Arsenal.

Right. So, we head to Upton Park this afternoon. Looks like there will be some team there. And we’ll probably, you know… have a football match with them or something. If they’re into that sort of thing. I guess. I think they’ll be shirts, we’ll be skins. And, without further adieu… the Scurvy Prognostication of The Match is:

West Ham 1-3 Arsenal

This week I’m going with one for Adebayor (or Theo) and a brace for RvP. I can smell it. And, Hull went and won again, putting the spank on West Brom, so best we can hope for is to retain 4th. Everton drew with Man U, so that’s a good thing. Yes, Everton… the team we just spanked. Drew with the “world” champions. Pfft…