Ironically for Jose Mourinho, last night was the night
‘Take that, adversity’, Didier Drogba thought, as his petulant and squealy strop connected with Thiago Motta’s ankle ‘by mistake’.
‘Don’t they know I only turn up on Saturdays for the free lunch?’ wondered Michael Ballack. ‘I’m not here to cover my defenders.’
‘…?’, shrugged Nicolas Anelka, non-existently.
‘F***ING S**T’, opined John Terry, a man who knows a thing or two about jilted lovers, to the fourth official. Presumably not as familiar with internal rhetorical questions as most of his colleagues, and upset at being soundly beaten, Terry took a few moments to remind us that it wasn’t all about Mourinho after all.
Similarities have already been drawn to
Never grappled anyone to the ground at a corner, John Terry? Never delayed taking a free kick? So blinded by fury was the
A little introspection in these situations would go a long way. A little introspection was what we were supposed to have been getting from the former