Whilst obviously I have never gone back on my avowal of the intrinsic evil of Chelsea, I was very happy about this.
Not least because I deplore the very existence of Liverpool at all times, and in particular when they have usurped a place in the semis which should have belonged to Arsenal. And I am delighted that they will not besmirch another European Final with their presence.
Mostly though I am just happy because Chelsea Boy is so very very happy indeed. He woke me up in the middle of the night to ask whether there would it mightn't be cheaper for him to fly to Moscow from Rome. Bless him. I was all nervous on his behalf watching the game on tv, which was also weird for me, and a bit Wrong. In fact, the level of anxiety I felt last night made me realise just how strong my feelings for him must be. Now we have to hope they win in the final (I know that my mother shares my view, despite her extreme Arsenalosity: she posits a single transferable vote system, which I think sensible).
I am of course wholly opposed to this "all Premier League Final" malarkey. Make it champions only and make it meaningful. Yes I know that means Roma wouldn't be playing in it any time soon, but it would revitalise the Uefa Cup too. And briong back the Cup Winners' Cup too damnit.
anyway, forza Chelsea. We can teach you a few of our "odio Manchester" chants if you like?