JT: A real life little boy Blue

JT: Comfortable in his own skin whatever anyone else thinks

How good was that Champions League final? If you consider the chief talking point afterwards was the dress code observed by a man who played no part — at least until the serious business of hoisting silverware began — you might have some indication.

If Chelsea were entitled to admiration for successfully using the Nou Camp penalty areas as parking spaces for their luxury coach, the billion pound underdog routine wore a little thin in Munich against a side whose main men spectacularly soiled — to use semi-polite vernacular — the course.