downincognito

sweet revenge

Sept. 16 London Chelsea 1 (DD) Liverpool 0

Oh! What a painful thriller. At this rate, weak-hearted Blue fans, beware. Watching Chelsea can be quite a threat to thy blood-pumping system.

I expected Robben to start, but the gaffer kept faith with the lineup that did the business against Bremen.

Evidently, our midfield lacked any kind of cohesion and the Reds were doing all the running and threatening. Blonde boy Kuyt could have easily given them the lead. Bless the crossbar. Bet Cech must have planted a kiss on it afterwards.

And against the run of play, Lamps shrugged off his awful luck and form to direct a pinpoint cross from the right flank. Drogba, with his ass facing Carragher and beyond him, the goal, chested the ball with élan, swiveled in style and unleashed a left-footed volley so stunningly pretty that even Pepe Reina was rooted to the spot.

After the break, Ballack fell victim to Momo Sissoko’s antics and saw red. The Reds attacked with renewed vigour and it was virtually one-way traffic. I was busy biting my nails, with a constant prayer in my lips.

Gerrard, Kuyt, Crouch all had excellent chances to win the game but it just wasn’t their evening. The Blue defence did its job well, with Carvalho making some superlative tackles. The cannibal showed his first signs of coming undone and was soon replaced by Ferreira, who was excellent. Robben had a cameo as well and almost won a penalty.

Well, the guy up there must have thought that Drogba’s wonder goal was too good to be wasted on a losing cause or even a drawn one. In the end, three more points in the bag.

Mourinho knew it was close call. No wonder, he was acting way too mild, shaking everybody’s hands and was busy calling a spade a spade at the post-match briefing.

He needs to bring back 4-3-3 soon. Otherwise lady luck just might call his bluff.

posted by downincognito @ 4:57 PM