Morning all, although I’m writing this at night. That is the beauty of blogs you see. Nobody knows what the truth is. I don’t even know myself.
We’ve got Steaua Bucharest tomorrow night and then we can get back to concentrating on the league. AW says he doesn’t mind if we get a ‘major’ team in the draw, suggesting he’s probably going to play a fairly weakened side. As it stands Sevilla will finish top if they beat Slavia Prague but if they fail to do so and we beat Steaua we’ll finish top.
I’m not sure it really makes a huge amount of difference though. Last season we finished top of our group and went out against PSV, a team most thought we’d beat. In the year we reached the final we had Real Madrid in the first knock-out round (oh man, what a trip that was) and Juventus in the next say you can’t say there’s a great advantage playing so-called lesser opposition. Bring them all on, I say. I want Barcelona.
Injury news ahead of Chelsea is mildly encouraging. We should have Flamini NDP back, van Persie is in contention but the boss holds out less hope for Hleb and Cesc. Perhaps he’s just playing down their chances as part of his strategy to lure the blue cunts into a false sense of security but perhaps it’s just that they’re banjaxed. We shall see.
Gael Clichy says the pressure is on now and that we love the pressure. Personally I can live without pressure and I’d rather be miles ahead and pissing all over the opposition but c’est la vie.
There may or may not be more to blog about but I think my wireless subscription runs out in a while so I’ve set this to auto-publish at 8am. I you’re reading this it means I’ve got no internet access this morning and you should simply make up your own stories for the rest of the morning and to add length, if not girth, to the morning blog.
If there’s more stuff between the last paragraph and this paragraph then you can simply ignore both paragraphs. If you know what I mean.