Improbable but not Impossible

I completed my last blog longing for Roman's patience so I think I have to start this one by thanking him whole-heartedly.

Sit back on the couch, find your food hard to digest .Pray not to concede and watch out for injuries every ball.Hate the racing clock and fear for the teams at the bottom. There are some who are yet to lose one while how would I find all these days when the team that captured my heart is going through an undefined mess, to what the top soccer bloggers call with many reasons at the back. I begged nonsense November to go, pushed hard during boxing days and look for new signings every morning of January. Ray Wilkins sacked, Lampard with Achilles, Terry calfed up and malaria holding Drogba. The mercury dropped and matches postponed so was our points in the league table.Sleepless nights,Tensed dug-outs. And we cant deny that this is(was) our worst run for the past 15 years. Champions, Invincibles, Pensioners were our names a few months ago but now we  are called JUST Chelsea and soon that JUST would be replaced by any one of the titles.

 Ipswich was a soup to our meal after the last of the long starve at the Molineux. The menu followed a sour Blackburn barbecue and a tasty Bolton chops. We have still got lot to come at the buffet around 15 servings of the Premier League Thalis. Champions League is sweet and the FA cup is one such but both are miles apart.(at last we came to know that).He holds up the team, confidence of the owners, belief STILL among the fans and promises to do the impossible but not improbable wearing CA in his crest.

  We have some breathing space followed by some champions league suffocation next fortnight.  Don't need to look down the tables we are accountable  for the teams that now fear us at the top.

                   WIN OR LOSE.ALWAYS THE BLUESSSSS.