Thank you Chelsissies!

I'd mistakenly thought the Chelsissies would be forgotten by the time I wake up and get down to writing this posting today, but honestly their team has to be thanked for realising who they are and what they're supposed to be this year, which is no better than second best.
And Sir Alex Ferguson shouldn't be celebrating too much, because now we don't want to wait another eight or nine years between our European titles, as was the case with the Cup Winners' Cup and the European Cup in '99 and the one we won in Moscow this morning.
Johanna Terry and Nicole Anelka became our Santas this morning, but we must learn to kill off these small teams when we have the chance to do as as was the case in the earlier part of the first half when the Chelsissies were pinned back. In honesty, it should have been 3-0 at half-time. Maybe we do need a Karim Benzema upfront and a Samir Nasri in midfield to add some punch to a somewhat ageing but still classy engine room.
We knew the title would be ours, but we could do without the drama. 6-5 on penalties, with an ageing Edwin van der Sar the hero against a team of nothing, is something that should give us a wake up call. The Chelsissies are nothing but a team bumped up with lots of Russian roubles, expensive players and a bunch of loudmouth, big-talking fans. But we made them look good in Moscow. Even their equaliser by Francine Lampard was a gift.

Well, anyway, that's done and over with. It can't always be the ideal victory and I bet as usual the Chelsissie fans are up to their usual screwed up normalities comprising one-sided refereeing, Ronaldo's acting, linesmen in United's favour...etc. bla bla bla.. quack quack quack..

Now get over it quick and start the plan for the fourth European Cup going! Another treble maybe?