We won! Michael Ballack has redeemed himself beautifully, Ronaldo was on the bench (woohoo), Drogba ninja-kneed Vidic in the face at the beginning of the match, causing blood to spurt everywhere (seriously), etc etc. Sir Alex fielded a rather lacklustre team, resting most of his impressive players for the Champions League match on Wednesday. I don’t know why he didn’t just field a reserve team, and rest ALL of his good players (like Rooney, Rio and Carrick, who all played amazingly). I mean, with a reserve team, Chelsea would have ruined them, and it wouldn’t have been nearly as entertaining.
Drogba whines too much, again. He accidentally got poked in the eye before the half, but he was being a whiny bitch about it and complained, loudly, to Alan Wiley. Why is he always the ref for matches like this? He’s so flippin lenient – this is how Joe Cole gets away with ninjaing other players. But in this case, Ashley Cole got mowed down by Nani, but Nani only got a stern finger-wagging.
In injury time (45+), Michael Ballack made a supurb back-post header, assisted by Drogba, and I nearly wet myself. We were winning! Woohoo! And, deservedly, too. We had most of the possession for the first half (like, 70% or something). It was like Avram Grant lit a fire under Chelski’s butt. THIS is how I like to watch them play. Why didn’t they play like this during the Carling Cup?
Manchester United’s goal was inexcusable. Carvalho passed the ball to Rooney (wrong team, Carvalho), who dribbles it 30 yards, around Terry, and gets a goal. What the hell?!
The minute Ronaldo was put into the match, he and Ballack were fighting… I didn’t really see what happened, but I think Ballack tried to smother him, and the ref didn’t give Ballack a penalty. Hooray, Alan Wiley. Come to think of it, there were a lot of penalties the entire match. And Drogba complained a lot, because he’s a friggin Prima Donna. Right, so Mikel kicked the ball into Carrick’s arm, and we got a penalty shot in the 85th minute or something, and Ballack got it in. So, we won. Van Der Sar and Drogba both were booked for time wasting, Sir Alex was angry for whatever he was angry about, Shevchenko actually played, and was useful, and towards the end, Drogba and Shevchenko played keep away in order to run the clock out.
Yay we won!! I’m still stoked. I’m going to go celebrate – again. 😀 And for those of you who are sick of my footy posts, don’t worry, I’ll post something else later. *waves*