Heather got in a bit late and was cheering loudly when Chelski scored after 4 minutes. I congratulated her on getting their goal early doors. JK told the players to keep their heads up and stick to the plan.
We equalised (wee Phil) deep into stoppage time (had to remind H that 2 minutes means a minimum rather than an absolute). We scored again on 74 minutes (Phil again) and added a 3rd 9 minutes later (Benteke). In truth we were the better team all over the park and after the 1st goal sensed we Chelsea were there for the taking.
Heather was in tears - 6th defeat in 11 games.
The Special Once accused the ref of bottling sending off Lieva (he was right) but seemed to have conveniently forgotten about a handball by Terry just outside the area and the animal Costa kicking out at Skrtl. Again.
We were shouting & cheering and the thought that this victory might push the classless cunt towards the dole queue made the result all the sweeter.
Whatever Maureen says, his team were well beaten:
He certainly seems to have gone a bit barmy: after the game he gave a bizarre interview where he replied "I have nothing to say." at least 6 times. Presumably he doesn't want another fine from the FA.
Grauniad match report: http://bit.ly/1M6tX7d
Bizzarro interview: http://bit.ly/1NkJS6a
After the footy we watched the RWC final. A bloody good match and the Wallabies came close but, ultimately, couldn't live with the All Blacks and Dan Carter in particular.
Bst story was when a kid tried to get to the team on their victory lap. Some scumbag security gaurd rugby tackled the child (hope he gets fired & never gets a job again). Sonny Bill Williamson picked him up, took him back to his folks and then, in an act of enormous generosity, gave him his winners medal. Youngster = made up and video went viral.
To mark this, World Rugby, gave him a new medal at the post-match dinner .
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