Neto was sent sprawling in the corner of the penalty box and we were all howling obscenities at the referee, the lino, the crowd, Stockley Park, the Premier League, UEFA, FIFA, the United Nations, NATO, but nobody was listening. At 1-0, we were nervous and worried. We tried to appl...
However, I gave it a 5-star rating but considered a 4-star because it doesn't seem to be a true "safe". The metal on the main body of the unit is heavy duty, but it isn't what I have typically found on a safe. The door seems to be the same grade metal...
On fifty-two minutes, the much-maligned Lukaku showed great perseverance to win the ball back and push on down into Parkyville, but his low cross into the six-yard box went begging with nobody set to pounce. “Shouldn’t he be in there, Al?” A few minutes later, there were two we...
The pre-match routine – home to café to pub to stadium – had been disrupted by the sad, if not surprising, news that the body of Christian Atsu had eventually been located in Turkey. Our former player was one of thousands who had perished in the series of earthquakes that recently hit...
“The Standing Order” : we spotted a little pocket of Chelsea so joined them for a drink. This is a home pub, but as nobody tends to wear colours at away games, we glided in easily. “Stein Garten” : we met up with Alan and Gary in this German-style bar. We were joined by ...
On this afternoon in the heart of Manhattan, fans kept entering the pub, with nobody leaving. I wondered if it would collapse with the volume of people in both bars. Thanks to my previous travels to the US with Chelsea, wherever I looked, I managed to spot a few familiar faces. I ...
Muller contorted himself beneath the crossbar at the Matthew Harding and back-headed against the bar with Big Willy floundering. I slumped in horror at the memory of his header in Munich, and my body language changed instantly from terror to relief as the chance went begging. ...
Despite being 0-3 down on aggregate, I loved it that virtually nobody in the home sections had left. Proper Chelsea. Mason Mount for Havertz. Right after, a way-too-easy advance from Vinicius down below me resulted in a pull back towards that man Rodrygo who pushed the ball home easily...
Mount Lukaku – Werner Very soon into the evening, the away fans seized the moment. “Just like the old days, there’s nobody here.” One-nil to The Arsenal. Sigh. Chelsea responded with the same tune : “Champions of Europe. You’ll never sing that.” …thinking to myself : “…...
I only really saw a few bits from the first game – the ludicrous match against Wrexham – and that just about turned my stomach; everybody sat, no singing, a flat atmosphere, and what seemed to be thousands of American couples out on some sort of bizarre “date night.” Strangely, on...