Hello and welcome to another ours blog, ourscast on oursblock.com, in association with

OLA.com, the football community website and the place to check out if you're looking for

Copa America, reports and info and news and things like that, and they've got full coverage

of that. So check it out, www.olay.com. It is now about 9 o'clock on Thursday evening. I'm

just starting the ourscast. Normally I'm finishing it off around about this stage and it's going

to be a shorter one than usual because I don't have any blog chat. I did sort of think of

emailing somebody all week and then forgotten. Then email to esteemed Arsenal bloggers today

to see what they come on and well I didn't get any reply. So not naming names here,

but good play and gunner blogger, you're fucking cunt. Now I'm joking, it's my fault for leaving

it rather too late to try and organize something and yeah there you go. So that will explain

the shortness of the ourscast because I don't have anybody to sort of waffle with

for a few minutes to take up time. So what have we got on the show today? Well,

the man in the bar is here. He's got a history for you. Not a player history this time, but a

history nonetheless. Also David O'Leary is here with a little bit more self-help for you

for those of you who need to get in touch with your emotions and things like that. And if you hear

any sort of strange blowing noises, it's coming from outside. It's the wind and the rain. It's

blowing up a storm here and we are having I think probably the worst summer of all time.

The Wettest June on record it said and having been away for five years and coming back to

experience my very first Irish summer in that time, I'm remembering why it was I left in the first

place. It's fucking miserable. Not for me wondering around in shorts and flip flops and t-shirts and

lying in bed at night, unable to sleep because it's so hot and you're just lying in a pool of

your own sweat. I know that doesn't sound terribly enticing or appetizing. Well, not appetizing.

...