I was reading THIS article in the THE SUN the other day written by Rob Beasley after our defeat last week to Manchester City and it has had me thinking all week.
Just a few extracts from the article state:
Being honest initially it really got me going, I was fuming and defensive as I found myself sucked in by yet another bashing from the press. It is what we come to expect these days. If it's not the team's performances then it's the players private lives, rightly or wrongly.
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| Suttle as ever from THE SUN |
Just a few extracts from the article state:
THERE'S a thin dividing line between confidence and arrogance and Carlo Ancelotti's champions crashed through it last week. You can pin-point the moment. The fateful moment actually occurred at the Bridge against Blackpool last Sunday - and at 4.41pm to be precise.
The in-form Florent Malouda had just put Chelsea 4-0 up and the Blues were looking mean as hell. It was their 25th goal from just six games and John Terry and his team-mates had their swagger on.
But guess what?
The rampant, dominant Chelsea didn't score again - not because they lost control of the game but because they started show-boating. They got all flash and self-indulgent and missed a hatful of chances as a consequence. At the time the cocky Cockneys didn't care. But the whiff of arrogance that inevitably surrounds a Double-winning team of millionaire superstars had suddenly turned into a stench.
And the awful aroma quickly engulfed the entire squad, the whole club. Chelsea's shadow squad took on a second-string Newcastle on Wednesday night and were 1-0 up after just six minutes. You could almost see the thought process among them: "Here we go again, this is going to be easy, let's have some fun!".
Except Newcastle hit back - and hard. Three goals in 22 minutes wiped the smirk off the Chelsea faces. And not even a Josh McEachran-inspired comeback to 3-3 could save the day, Chelsea finally losing 4-3 to crash out. The reaction: Oh well, never mind. We've got bigger fish to fry, like Man City on Saturday.
The problem is once you begin to think you are big-time and invincible, it's hard to become all humble and hungry again. Which is what Chelsea found out at Eastlands. City wanted it, Chelsea expected it.
Being honest initially it really got me going, I was fuming and defensive as I found myself sucked in by yet another bashing from the press. It is what we come to expect these days. If it's not the team's performances then it's the players private lives, rightly or wrongly.



































I am Chelseadaft a lifelong Chelsea Fan. Have been an avid fan for over 30 years now. Back in March 2009 I decided to Blog about the Chels!. 



