Why This Hurts So Bad

Could be how just one moment of Chelsea not closing down space in the edge of the area in the 93rd minute led to the goal. Could be Drogba’s gilt-edged miss, which anyone who claims to be a top striker simply HAS to convert. Could be the five or sex of our penalty shouts that the Danish ref turned a blind eye to, of which at least two or three were more obvious than the grass was green.

And probably would be how it’d all be in the papers tomorrow that “beautiful football has won the day and justice has been served etc etc”, when Barcelona had zero shots on target until the 93rd minute. Or maybe how Chelsea have decimated Barcelona’s defence personnel-wise, leaving them shorn of Marquez, Daniel Alves and Abidal for the final and laying half the trophy on the plate for Man Utd and some of the bunch of arrogant, unbearable schmucks they call fans.

We switched off in defence for the first time in 190 minutes. And they say you cannot even give Barcelona even one chance, or they’d murder you. And it proved to be true, literally. And cruelly.

The reactions and antics of Drogba in particular wasn’t savoury, verbally attacking the referee and calling him “a fucking disgrace” as he went berserk. He would probably face further punishment, and deservedly so. But could any objective viewer safely say that the refereeing was remotely decent? Would no objective person claim that Barca got lucky? And could anyone humanely say Drogba’s reaction was not understandable?

Abso-fucking-lutely gutted.