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Fergie: They have so much better... er. no.. bigger players than us 

Damn copy and pasting lyrics, so close. Good stuff though.
dammit!
Gabriel Obertan's grotesquely swollen head completely got me![]()
Sky pundits and commentators not particular pleased, though.
Shame that.
Well that is pretty much decided ain't it? Where are you planning to post this before the game and just forgot?
You know something, considering this United team contains such crap and overrated players as John O'Shit, Paul 'Never as good as Jack Wilshere' Scholes, Nemanja 'scared of Torres' Vidic, shirt seller Park, Wigan's Antonio Valencia, Michael 'never worth £18.1 million' Carrick, the only Brazilian worse than Lucas Levia, the poor man's Cristiano Ronaldo, Berbaflop, the Mexican N'Gog/Voronin (© Aceal), and the fat overrated Scouser who pales to Carlton Cole - not forgetting the purple faced, drunken manager who only wins because he's lucky - considering all of that, they ain't half bad!
Why are sky going on about the first being offside? It wasnt,
When parky scored I honestly lost it.. badly fecking all control! was amazing
Idiot.Park for Valencia. Please!!! ffs
Why are sky going on about the first being offside? It wasnt,
Just returned from the game what a match. The performance was excellent and Ancelotti messed both up these legs up by playing lady boy. Bring on Shalke.
Chelseafc.com - Giles Smith (Columnist)
It without doubt hurt (again), but columnist and life-long Chelsea fan Giles Smith is certainly not betting against there being another chance, and another chance soon…
Who wants to win the Champions League at Wembley, anyway?
Of all the dreams one has had, down the years, of seeing the team lift the big European trophy, many will have featured a hot night in Madrid, say, or the background of a long, nostalgic trip to sultry Athens - even, yes, a rainy evening in Moscow. Absolutely none of them, surely, has involved sitting in a rammed train on the Jubilee Line.
Wembley is where you go to win the FA Cup and, if you're lucky, the Carling. But it's not where you go to win the Champions League - not if you're an English club. It wouldn't have felt right.
And then, assuming you had won it, everyone would have been able to say, in a detracting tone of voice, 'Well, you were kind of at home, weren't you?'
Amsterdam? Now, Amsterdam looks nice. Milan, too. Barcelona, obviously. Dancing on the streets of Neasden, though? Hmmm. The more you think about it, the more you realise that we were wise to make our excuses and duck out early. Let's step up to the plate again when something more exotic comes around.
For Manchester United, of course, it's entirely different. A trip to London for Mancunians, whether for a footballing occasion or at any other time, is hugely exciting - all those grand buildings and bright lights and shops with their own electricity. They love all that.
And whisper it, but, in this week's encounter, it would stand to reason if their fans, accordingly, wanted it just that little bit more than ours did.
Indeed, I'm no psychologist, but I wouldn't be surprised if it wasn't a factor, somewhere deep in the team's sub-conscious. 'Wembley? It's fine - you get this one. We'll wait for the next one to come along.'
I mean, obviously, if there were never going to be another chance to win the Champions League, you'd take Wembley. You'd take the Walkers Stadium at Leicester, for that matter, and get there by bike if you had to.
But I suspect most of us believe there will be another chance, don't we? This is the privilege of our current position (and we would do well never to lose sight of what a colossal privilege it is). In fact, if our players hold their nerve in the remaining league games of this season (and there are very positive signs that they will, especially now that they don't have anything else very much to distract them, the way that last night's tie clearly distracted them at home to Wigan last Saturday), there'll be another chance as early as next year - and with a comprehensively rebuilt and widely refreshed team, most likely. And who would bet against there being a few more chances in seasons beyond that one, as well?
So, yes, it hurts to go out - and, again, in such bizarre and unlikely circumstances. (Mind you, this competition has hurt us all much harder than this before now. These days, if you want to upset Chelsea fans with a Champions League-related disappointment, you have to get to the back of a pretty long queue. Why, a fussy sending-off and an ungiven first-leg penalty barely have the power to scratch the surface these days.)
But think of it this way: the Champions League dream is still powerfully alive - and even more so, for not having Wembley in it.
Of course, it's traditional, at the point of exit from a cup competition, to wish your vanquishers well and to express the hope that they go on to win the trophy. And there's clearly an awful lot to be said for that attitude, with its mix of gracious magnanimity in defeat and, at the same time, fierce pride in the worth of your own team.
But could I just say at this point that, in this specific instance, I don't hope that? Come on, absolutely anybody else, in fact.