How refreshing to hear of Chelsea's demise from this year's Champion's League. Yet how sad that it is no longer possible really support English clubs in Europe any more. No more Forest. No more Villa. So long Liverpool.
There was a time when I even cheered on the wretched Arsenal as they outwitted a smug, defensive Juventas in a Cup Winners Cup semi-final, just because it was important to see English sides do well abroad.
But they were English sides back then—well, British; Liverpool under Dalglish had an aversion to English players, but at least they were the usual mix of Celts & Colonials—and there was an sense of identification as they took our style of play (however "physical" and full of "stamina") to Johnny Foreigner.
But now, who cares? At the Real Madrid v. Arsenal last week, Real fielded the only two British players, as Arsenal abandoned any pretence of Britishness yonks ago. Ditto Chelsea, Ditto Liverpool.
Add the obscene money these pampered gobshites generate, and the cheating they've imported into the game, there's no real reason to watch anymore.
And Chelsea really are the worst, most rotten of the bunch. Too rich, with dirty money, and too willing to curl a surly lip at any kind of criticism.
And as long as John Terry is willing to condone his team mates' cheating by haranguing anyone who dares complain, Chelsea will deservedly remain the footballing pariah they've made themselves into.
Fuck off Chelsea; I'm glad you lost.
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