Thursday, 7 May 2009

Curses! If it hadn't been for those meddlesome kids...

Well, my Grand Plan for FA Cup glory is in tatters today following Chelsea's seizure at Stamford Bridge in injury time last night. Now it's all down to Everton and how they cope on the day. The only question left is how will that energy and emotion-sapping result against Barcelona last night affect Chelsea? Will it galvanise them into concentrating on the FA Cup as their final chance at silverware this season? Or will the side be a spent force, doomed to wander that lonely wilderness with empty hearts knowing that Rome will not need their glamorous presence come May 27th?

Who knows? Judging by the state on most of their supporters at work today, I'd say the latter; most looked ready to escape for two weeks in the sunny Caribbean and await the next set of exciting, world-famous players to arrive in July.

The one thing that stood out in the game last night, well aside from Barcelona's astonishing ability to play keep ball for about 80 per cent of the night and not have a shot at goal til the 92nd minute, was John Terry's look of total bewilderment just after Iniesta's strike. There was a man who captains England and alongside Lampard is the core of the Chelsea operation, stood staring blankly like a goldfish not comprehending events just past and not having a clue what to do next. Time was up. Chelsea were out and nobody could do anything about it.

Then Ballack and Drogba went mad. Fabulous.

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