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Well obviously it wouldn't be any of that black Londonish thing but our version would be auld white fellas copying and pasting other fans venting, and then staring into the camera like they won the 6th form debating club prize :clap2:

Great shame we don't have a version of Arsenal Fan TV just for you!

Intriguingly the Brighton lad Fin Stevens led their midfield in the last cup game

lol don't think BT employ him to be a Gully's gang cheerleader! His local knowledge of the team I think gives him plenty of material for deconstructions of our play beyond the usual bland trend following you get from the national pundits

Job done, Blackpool's approach meant it was always going to be dogfight in trenches, so no moaning from me. Plenty moaning from me on Wednesday tho if we don't peak for that game

Can have a pop at Maupay all you want but the sad reality is he's still a zillion times more likely to score than anyone else we stick upfront. 17 Prem goals earns him plenty of respect from me

Blackpool have been a little negative for me, and it's funny how when you do that, you often do get undone by a speculator and a fluke

Yeh I thought he did Ok, good player to watch

Agreed but why hasn't Alzate played? Baffled at blooding him so much last season and discarding him so much this Our defence always looks too static, it's our real achilles heel

Was just about to say Madine has been somewhat overhyped by BT. Alas this means more trench warfare in the second half than a livelier game

Game should really open up in the second half

Woof - it's Row Z or a worldie

Good start for Walton

Blackpool have picked a respectful team to bottle the game up rather than really go for it

The width of Alzate and Veltman suggests it is a back 3

BT punting for back 4, let's see

Adam Virgo there, so that's good. I'll have a selection raised eyebrow - tho it's about Blackpool, they have very handy wingers Kaikai and Lubala but on the bench

Oh thank god that muzak was killing me

Nice to join a match thread without the usual Premier League existential dread