First of all, the kids. My son has not been too well for the last few days. So today, he gave his illness to his sister (they love to share) and then got better. So we had an Ill daughter who was too unwell to go to a birthday party and a son who had regained his energy. This really came out later today. While his sister was knackered, he decided that he needed to wrestle. Normally he decides to take me on, I am after all the pretender to the throne of Alpha Male that his rightfully his. (He stays at home & looks after everyone while I sod off to work.). But today he decided to attack my wife. It might be that he has decided to like me more as I have been at home. It took some doing, but after a while I managed to get him to try to fight me instead. Of course, I have to lose at times.
And on that topic, it was kind of Chelski to lose last night. I did not think that would happen. I actually thought that we were going to be beaten again, though I also was aware that probability was on our side, not just the awful run of form that Chelski had, but that we were playing better, and that we deserved some luck in this fixture. Drogba loves playing against us. The git that he is, he ruined the Arsenal career of Senderos who, until a game against him was brilliant and afterwards, he lost load of confidence and never regained it while wearing an Arsenal shirt. But it was enjoyable to watch a game we both dominated and more importantly won. In the past we have been all over Chelski only for Drogba to score on a counter attack. Victory was sweet last night, though my wife was glad that the kids were asleep during the game as my language was a bit foul!
Anyway, goodnight all.