It's not that easy being Olivier Giroud

I, Olivier Giroud, was recently voted the sexiest man in Premier League football by some American femmes, I accept l'honneur.

It is not easy being me. To think, I could have been a model.

As a young boy I saw a David Ginola advert for L'Oreal (a French company, tu sais), in the advert David said that he is a footballer, not a movie star.

I never thought he was a movie star anyway, but it inspired me to drop my career modeling small turtle neck sweaters and to take up football.

Obviously the money is far better in football, the hours are fewer and there is a little bit less travelling involved, but still a hard choice for me.

If I didn't make it as a footballer, the world would not know my face. This face. Can you imagine?

I set to work, getting my hair cut twice a week, practicing my celebration.

Now it is all worth it, I am worth it, because In two weeks I will return to France, to Monaco, as a champion.

Not as a champion of the Premier League, or of the World Cup, or of any competition with a league format, but as part of a competition called the Champions League, which technically makes me a champion because it is called the Champions League.

Bref...

The world knows my face, tout le monde, and because of my football career I even get to do some modeling.

Arsene, he say to me: "Olivier, you can do anything you put your mind to."

I want to win the Champions League, it is a big ambition for me.

I believe we can do it with the players we have, I give them nicknames because at Arsenal we do not call each other by first names, that would be silly.

Alexis, we call him 'Duracell'. He allies talent and determination.

Ozil, he's quietly strong: he's very calm, almost introverted, very at ease technically, and when his confidence is up, he makes the difference, despite his existential turmoil.