Let dead dogs lie

[jj]

Wenger sold Henry because the latter was in fact an alien who had
landed at Roswell, and his alien-visa had expired and so he had to return
to Betelgeuse V where he is being forced, at octopus-point, to play for a
Sunday League team with seven wingers, no full-backs [unless you count
the small pink rock near the corner-flag] and a one-eyed crocodile for a
goalie.
Wenger is actually from the Slightly Insubstantial Seas on Delta Orionis IV
and over 2000 years old, and aside from also having been the gunman on
the grassy knoll ["I did nurt see zer Prezeedong, zer wuz ner fowel play"]
was single-handedly responsible for the inception of several major wars,
the founding of Roman Catholicism and the 1922 Committee, and the
invention of Sticky Toffee Pudding.

D'you think Des would give me a job?

[Pervert]

Think Sullivan might beat him to it

[jj]

Fair point.

[Deuce Bigolo]

Sounds more like a fifteen volume mega fantasy novel waiting to happen

I'm sure all the arsenal supporters would buy it

Help them cope with finishing bewlo the other heavy weights again