Wednesday 6th
November from Stamford Bridge:
Chelsea 3 – 0 Schalke
The pressure was off after
that comfortable win in Germany and another win today would recover what was a
horrendous start in the competition versus Basel. Sadly less pressure means less
of an atmosphere and I think that’s why we like making it hard for ourselves.
The lack of atmosphere may also have something to do with the limited alcohol
offering inside the stadium due to European regulation. It’s a simple enough
equation – less drunk’s equals less noise.
Unfortunately Fernando
Torres, who bagged a brace in the away tie, was out through injury. Another
notable absentee was Eden Hazard. The Belgian hadn’t made it into the squad and
there was no news of injury. It turns out that I’m not the only one who struggles
to get into work on time Monday morning - Mourinho had punished Hazard for
being late to training. He claimed he lost his passport whilst visiting friends
abroad. Lost passport? I hope she was worth it Eden.
Any Chelsea fan will tell you slow starts are not
uncommon at the Bridge. But this was the worst I’ve seen. We should have been 2
down after 5 minutes had Schalke’s strike force been more clinical. We were dire
in the first half and again we lacked ideas in the opposing half. Then we
received the third early Xmas present in as many games. If Eden Hazard thought
he was having a bad night, the Schalke keeper Hildebrand was about to have a
worse one. He dwelt too long and Eto’o, who’s rapidly gaining a poaching
reputation, charged down his clearance to ricochet the ball in. How we went in
1-0 up at half time is still a mystery to me.
Second half wasn’t a great
deal better from an attacking point of view, although we did have a tighter
grip on the game and controlled the play well. Ivanovic, our burly Serbian
right back, was our biggest attacking threat. Willian had another great game
and his good work slipped Eto’o in who neatly slotted his and Chelsea’s second
of the night. Super-subs Lampard and Demba Ba came on and linked up beautifully
to put the game beyond the German visitors. It wasn’t a great game to watch but
it’s always nice when you play dreadful and still win 3-0. We should win the
group now but we’ll need to improve drastically if we hope to go far in the
Champions League this season.
I never usually get the
Chelsea magazine but this month they ran a personal article on Ramires. I love
Ramires and I’m delighted he recently played down any link to Real Madrid. He
would be a huge loss. He came across pretty much how I expected, he’s a family
man and a complete professional with a disciplined attitude towards the game.
Rambo also agreed with my thought that Oscar will win the Ballon D’or one day –
I hope he’s still with Chelsea when he does it. After watching Oscar for 2
years I believe he has the ability to be the worlds best. Oscar’s an enigma.
His best friends are the two biggest Brazilian jokers in London – Sandro and
David Luiz. They don’t have a serious bone in their body. Yet Oscar, despite
only being 22 years old, has a very sensible head on his shoulders. On the
pitch he is as intelligent as he is hardworking. Off the pitch he’s happily
married and spends his spare time playing computer games.