Blue Funk

Sloppy, amateurish updates on the adventures of Chelsea Football Club.

Tuesday, January 18, 2005

Tottenham Hotspurs 0-2 Chelsea

So, the traditional 3 Point Lane points. Match was fairly even overall, with a dearth of shots on target from both sides. Cech had one good save to make from Defoe and a soft catch from a poor freekick. And Smertin nearly scored an own goal when he miskicked trying to clear a Spurs corner. On our part, Robinson saved well from a Duff snapshot, Lampard fluffed a chance at goal after being put through with space in the penalty box, and Guddy missed a sitter near the end.

Large quantities of bickering. Pamarot could not handle Robben's pace and guile, and kept accusing him of diving. The first incident referee Graham Poll deemed not a penalty, though he didn't book Robben for diving. The second incident, this time with Smertin not Robben, led to the penalty, and it looked more dubious a foul than the first. Spurs coach Martin Jol later claimed Smertin had fallen over from stamping on his own foot. All I could see was King sticking his leg in Smertin's path, missing the ball and withdrawing it as quick as he could, but whether there was any substantial contact, the blurry video didn't reveal. At any rate Lampard took a great penalty, just inside the post at incredible pace so that Robinson couldn't touch it even though he dived full-length the right way.

There was another penalty claim, this one stronger than the previous two, again with Robben the one felled. There was obvious contact in this one, though again it is uncertain if the fall was mainly simulation or real stumbling.

As Spuds threw everyone forward in the dying minutes, Guddy (on for Drogba) danced his way to the touchline and tried to pull the ball back for Cole, only it missed him but set up nicely for the onrushing Lampard, who smashed it in with trademark accuracy. That was it then.

Almost even nicer than beating Spuds was Arse losing to Bolton, handing us a 10 point lead. The only thing to cloud the weekend was Manure beating Pool via another Dudek mistake. They look to be on the rise, but we are rising just as quickly as they are.

And today, Pool were knocked out of the FA Cup by Burnley, courtesy of their beloved "Rafa" fielding a second string side that resulted in a piss-poor performance with Burnley having 85% of possession in the first half. Even then they could have squeaked to a replay with a goalless draw, but the ever entertaining Traore scored a bizarre own goal that would have been a classy strike if he'd been at the other end.