Whoop, Whoop “Que sera sera” “Wemberleee” “Wemberleee” and all that…. it’s FA Cup semi final day……The mighty Red and White army against the obscene Chequebook scum.
Chelsea….a club that rents its name…..and its ground…..class act that….
In the seventies Chelsea were a club with a bit of style, a bit of panache….They had a swagger about them: the Kings Road, Peter Osgood, “Blue is the colour”.
Then it all came tumbling down with a mighty crash; they financially overstretched themselves to the point where they nearly went broke: they built a massive stand with heating under the seats that never ever worked because they ran out of money before it was finished.
In those days Stamford Bridge attracted a particularly nasty brand of football hooligan who congregated in “The Shed” a cold, stark construction, separated from Away Supporters with rolls of barbed wire; it would have looked more at home in a Colditz film.
“Combat 18”, and all these so called firms and their leaders have all since sold out to film companies, so anyone who was at one game at Stamford Bridge back then can pretend he was a right hand man, a lieutenant, wearing his Burberry cap and Diadora Borg’s.
What many people don’t realise is that they caused the fences to go up….they caused the Hillsborough disaster…..there was never a fence at Highbury.
In 1979, thank god the chav scum got relegated. I was there on Easter Monday when we beat them 5-1. I nearly got a good kicking as they chased us up St Thomas’s Road….Now I am told…we should “la de dar” support all English clubs in Europe; how do you support a club whose fans wanted to kick the crap out of me?
They reared their ugly head a few times in the eighties but nothing worth remembering. In the mid nineties, they started to borrow money to buy players, mainly has-beens from around Europe like Gullet and Vialli whose only reason for being there was to get one more big pay-packet.
There was one of their players who I had some time for though: Gianfranco Zola; he always played the game the right way, with a smile. He is doing a pretty good job in management as well; but unfortunately, I can see him heading back to Fulham one day.
The loans Chelsea took out to buy players almost financially ruined them a second time….until, that is, the dirty Russian bailed them out. Since then they have acquired all the morals of a cuckoo in the way they run that club: from Peter Kenyon to the badge kissing mercenary Fat Lamps.
They reached an amoral “high” in 2005 when they met our Ashley in a hotel just around the corner from the Football Association HQ at Lancaster Gate.
Any class they had has long since gone; when I watched the Champions League quarter final the other day; I thought I must have missed the bit where they said the Queen would be going past in the Coronation Coach: all the silly 99p flags waving in the crowd….dear oh dear!
How can anyone want our club to follow their example and sell out to a Russian gangster is beyond me. We have had a few hiccups in the past but on the whole we are one of the best run and proudest clubs in the world.
More importantly, onto today’s game; have we got any defenders left? Hindsight is a marvellous thing and if Mr Wenger had known we would find ourselves in this situation I’m sure he would have kept Armand Traoure, Kerrea Gilbert or even The Sendersaurus. Thank god for Silvestre and that Toure never went to Middle Eastlands in the winter transfer window.
Our best policy is to keep possession, if we have the ball they cannot score. Questions, questions, questions, will we play with a lone striker and Arshavin or Diaby sitting just behind? We can then play with Alex “Jinky Jink” Song protecting our fragile defence.
I used to love the Invincibles: the team would just pick itself, now there are only two men in the world who can predict our team today Arsene and Yahoodi Jonjon the Avenell Road clairvoyant.. lol..
I am going to go with…
Eboue… Toure…. Silvestre… Gibbs.
Walcott.. Fabregas.. Song.. Nasri..
That’s what I think of the Chelscum.. !! 3-1 To the Rip Roarers!!!!