Team-mates giving Sheva the cold shoulder

MOST giants, it seems, survived last weekend unscathed (with one notable exception — although that was more of a case of Goliath slaying Goliath).

I enjoyed last Saturday for a number of reasons; the avalanche of goals obviously, but there was lots of things to make a true-blue smile. The Chelsea boys surrounding the referee to try and persuade him to let the Macclesfield keeper stay on the pitch was a nice thing to see — although ultimately their pleas proved fruitless. The £25 tickets meant that Chelsea fans could afford to take their kids and so the ground was full of young fans, something we don’t often see at Stamford Bridge. Apparently we could have sold over 60,000 tickets for that game — not bad considering we were facing unfashionable, lowly Macclesfield. Yet we can’t sell out Champions League group games at £50 a ticket. And Kenyon can’t work out why . . .

The cherry on the cake was watching Liverpool go out. Not because I am a spiteful witch (although I am), but because it proves that if Arsenal can go there and win, so can we. I have had a few sleepless nights over our impending visit to Anfield, but feel (slightly) better now.