Arsenal Confirms Parade Route For Premier League Champions This Sunday

Alright, grab your coffee (or your pre-parade victory tea). Arsenal has finally done it. They’ve confirmed the open-top bus parade route for this Sunday. Yes, you read that right. The Premier League trophy is coming home to north London, and we’ve got the map to prove it.

Let’s be real: did anyone actually think we’d see this day? After those “almost” seasons, the memes, the “Arsenal DNA” jokes… oof. But here we are. The team actually held off Manchester City. By a solid six points, too, if we’re being petty (and we are).

The Route: A Grand Tour of N5

The club dropped the route map late last night. It’s classic Arsenal: dramatic, efficient, and slightly inconvenient for traffic. The parade kicks off at 12:30 PM from the Emirates Stadium itself.

From there, the bus will snake down Hornsey Road, past the old Highbury stadium—remember that place? The art deco marble halls? It’s like the ghost of Arsène Wenger is giving a thumbs-up from heaven. Then it loops onto the Seven Sisters Road. Expect chaos. The good kind.

Where to Plant Yourself (and Your Flags)

Islington Green is the prime spot. Get there early. Like, “bring a sleeping bag” early. The bus is supposed to slow down there for some official photos and maybe a cheeky trophy wave.

Another hot tip: Finsbury Park. The route ends there around 2:00 PM for a big stage celebration. You’ll catch the players doing goofy dances to “Sweet Caroline” while holding the trophy. It’s guaranteed. I’ll bet my lucky socks on it.

Important warning: Do not stand on the Holloway Road overpass. Police told me they’re closing it. Unless you want a bird’s-eye view of a giant blue bus and zero confetti in your face, find a pavement level spot.

Who’s Riding That Bus?

Obviously, every single first-team player. Saka, Odegaard, Rice, Saliba… the whole gang. And yes, Jurrien Timber is technically a Premier League champion. He played a whole 40 minutes this season! That counts!

Mikel Arteta will be there, likely crying. We don’t talk about the hair gel situation—just let him have his moment. Also, the coaching staff, the kit men, and probably the guy who sharpens the penalty spot paint. Everyone’s invited. It’s community therapy.

Rumor has it David Raya will be DJing from the top deck. He’s been spotted with headphones. If he plays “You’ll Never Walk Alone” as a troll move, I’m buying his jersey.

What to Bring (Besides Your Voice)

Wear red and white. Obviously. But also wear comfortable shoes. You’ll be standing for hours, and the Tube will be a nightmare. Pro tip: bring a collapsible step stool. Short people, I see you. This is your revenge.

Bring water. Bring snacks. The pubs will be packed by 10 AM. The Tollington Arms? Forget it. That place will be a sardine can of screaming fans.

Don’t bring flares. I know it looks cool on TikTok, but the police will confiscate them. They’re weirdly serious about fire these days. Party poopers.

The Emotional Rollercoaster

Let’s be honest: this is a big deal for London history. Arsenal hasn’t won the league since the Invincibles in 2004. I was wearing a velour tracksuit then. Some of you weren’t even born. We’ve waited two decades. Two! Decades! of transfer window dramas, Europa League heartbreaks, and “we’ll get ‘em next year” vibes.

Now we get a parade. A real, actual, confetti-saturated parade. The Mayor of London even said the city is “buzzing.” He’s not wrong. I saw a guy wearing a Saka mask buying bananas yesterday. That’s how you know it’s serious.

Will it rain? Probably. This is London in spring. But honestly? Who cares? Rain just makes the trophy look shinier in photos. We’ll all just wear ponchos and pretend we’re in a depressing but victorious film montage.

One Last Thing

If you see Kai Havertz, please don’t ask him about the early season misses. He scored the winner in the title decider. Let the man enjoy his moment. And if you see Jorginho, thank him for slowing the game down to a glacial pace when we were up 2-0. That man is a time-bending wizard.

So mark your calendar. Set your alarm. Sunday, 12:30 PM. Emirates to Finsbury Park. Bring your voice, your camera, and your pride. We’re actually doing this. We’re Premier League champions. Now go find your reddest top and get ready to yell until your throat bleeds. COYG!