It was a beautiful day on Tyneside, cold but Sunny.
Continue reading …Chelsea notched up three more Premiership points with a convincing win against Bolton on a bright winter’s day at the Bridge.
Continue reading …Oh sweet joy. What better Christmas present than to thump the league leaders 4-0. That fact that it was our Scouse friends makes it all the sweeter.
Continue reading …At the final whistle, people around me shared a variety of emotions. The guy on my right was a neutral and could not give a damn, while the guy on my left was ready to kill.
Continue reading …Travelling on the early train up to Manchester, most fans’ expectations of this match were quite modest.
Continue reading …The crescendo of boos at the final whistle followed by the chant of: “What a load of rubbish,” fairly sums up this game. Good it was not.
Continue reading …Walking to the ground today felt like stepping back in time. No fancy bars, no plush hotels and no megastores.
Continue reading …Was this two points dropped or one point gained? Neither, it was a disgrace.
Continue reading …Every year I seem to say to myself, this will be the day the run ends. Then I always wake up and realise that no, I had not been losing my marbles, just having a daft dream.
Continue reading …I left the ground after this game feeling hugely relieved. Although it was only a score draw the difference between this match and Newcastle a few weeks ago was glaring.
Continue reading …The recent past, last season apart, has seen Southampton as a happy hunting ground for us. The problem this season was no more Dell, but a bright and shiny new stadium.
Continue reading …This game took a long time to come around, more than three months in fact.
Continue reading …What would happen if two or more centre halves are ruled out of Chelsea’s squad?
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