Thrashing about in the wake of another demoralising defeat at Stamford Bridge, the Doomers are booming. Whilst not yet calling for his head-on-a-stick, they say that Arsene Wenger should face up to the ‘fact’ that his brand of beautiful, flowing, one-touch football will never win any trophies. The Doomers, as well as every other person on Earth, know this to be true. Perhaps somebody should nip over to Spain and tell Pep Guardiola and Vicente del Bosque.

But it’s not just the failings of Wengerball that’s got the Doomers so agitated. It is Wenger’s stubborn refusal to ignore the financial constraints imposed by the creation of one of the finest football stadiums on the planet. Regardless of the fact that spending is no guarantee of success, the Doomers insist that if we are to have any chance of closing the gap on Chelsea, Wenger must ‘spend big’ in the transfer market.

At this point, it has to be said that when considering the long-term financial implications of signing a professional footballer, many fans, much like some of the twitchier football managers around, rarely take the long-view.

Thankfully, Wenger is unlike any other football manager. Yes, he has his quirks and faults. His blind faith in some of Arsenal’s more disappointing players is one of the most frustrating. But are we to believe that Wenger, a man whose eye for turning unknown players into world-class superstars is almost the stuff of legends, has suddenly developed cataracts?

Wenger has, on many occasions, spoken about his ‘experiment’, and the reasons behind it. But the Doomers refuse to listen. That Arsenal Football Club is now the proud owner of such a magnificent arena is of no consequence to them. All they can see is a great, shiny, toilet of doom; down which all of our transfer funds are continually flushed, whilst Terry and his band of merry men gallop off into the distance, clutching the trophies that, by right, should be ours.