I have been here before, in 74/75, 82/83 and in 94/95 - the inexplicable decline of what once was a tough, quality Arsenal team. How and why it happens is a mystery but self-destruction and an implosion of our great football club is now a natural occurring phenomena. A collective madness takes over and I believe it comes from the attitude of the board. We do not panic, you must keep a stiff upper lip, because things will come right in the end, like May 89 when after Michael Thomas scored our most famous goal, the chairman drew on a large cigar and retorted something like "the result was never in doubt".

This blind belief that you can put anyone in an Arsenal shirt and eventually he will be a great player just because we are Arsenal is a throwback from the past pre-war days. However we the fans know different. This side is now coming apart at the seams. I have tried many times to set out a blog to explain what is wrong but it has all been said and written by dozens of regular contributors before. We are up sh*t creek and the paddle floated away long ago - and then it hit me the perfect analogy for my feelings about the "demise of the Invincibles".

It’s the dinner scene in the film "Carry on up the Khyber" where the "Burbers" are attacking Sidney Ruff-Diamond's Governor’s house and all is crashing around them. The blithe rejection of any real problem other than how offensive it is to serve the soup from the wrong side of the guests are the only problems Sir Sidney and his entourage can see. The only vital behavior is that the band continues to play. The missionary, Brother Belcher (Peter Butterworth) is desperately trying to tell the assembled dinner guests that we are in grave danger and when the ceiling finally falls in, he like the rest of the deluded party dust themselves down and much like our team continue in the same flawed manner.

I and many Arsenal fans are now like poor Brother Belcher. We see the danger everywhere but the more we shout "look out" the more relaxed and perverse our board and Arsene Wenger behave. Now is this because Arsene will line up his team and make them drop their shorts to show just how much balls they have or will they line up and show their "Bart Simpson" underwear? Time will tell. I cannot criticise my team anymore, I have succumb, like John Radford. He recently (on Arsenal TV) agreed with Tom Watt that Song was the answer to Cesc's midfield partnership problem. The blind bias that at first seemed attractive about Arsenal TV is now laughable, but I was warned. It reached rock bottom when a former hero of mine who was in my mind the toughest, hardest centre forward ever to don an Arsenal shirt fell in with the party line that we are not far short from being a great side again. So it is time now not to resist but relax and join in with the madness.

You see it does not matter anymore, as Cesc is out for the season it means at last our midfield has a perfect balance about it - because all of the players are now not good enough!

So I shall encourage, tell any doubters that I believe in this team and I will not panic. In short, I shall… carry on regardless.