Chelsea Caribbean

We have lost but only those who aren’t students of football history will remember todays events in that limited way.

We may not have won the cup but we showed what we are made of - to the point where it took a stroke of bad luck on our part to gift Manchester United victory.

Before this match, I was a fan of Chelsea. Now I am writing this as someone in love with an institution. I now truly ‘feel’ for the team in a way that I didn’t before.

I’ve always attempted to live simply and have simple goals now I’m afraid I’m going to have to adjust that outlook a bit to accomodate more complex ones; like my eventual pilgrimmage to Stamford Bridge.

How could I not? When I looked on my screen and saw Terry then Ballack crying I really felt it inside. I had been waiting for this for 4 years now and just like that, it was not to be.

This is no longer football. We are no longer just a club. By making it to this final and acquitting ourselves the way we did, we have kicked in the door and taken up the respect others have begrudged us of, for the past 4 years now. As the guys on Vital Chelsea put it, “we are a big club now.”

For whatever reason, I feel no remorse. Only excitement for what the future must hold. I see only blue skies and as long as blue is the colour then football is the game.

I can’t wait for next season.

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