You know, some times writing this blog I feel like Bob Uecker in Major League:

"We got one hit?  One God-Damn hit?"

"You can't say God-Damn on the air!"

"Eh...nobody's listening anyway..."

But never mind, Bob perservered and so shall I.

Chelsea sure has a lot more chances this season than the Cleveland Indians did in Major League.  Three matches in, nine points from nine, top of the league as soon as Tottenham stumbles.  And the Champions League draw today.  I had a distinct case of "Does it really matter who we draw?"  In fact, I might have fancied a bit tougher group.  Inter or Real would have made things a little more entertaining.  Love to bring Jose back, and what a mouthwatering tie with the Galaticos 2.0. (and not just because I fancy the pants off Iker Casillas)  Skip the Brewers, man, bring on the Yankees!

But you know, some times the harder matches are against the sides you least expect it.  I seem to recall Burnley handing us our asses in recent memory.  We don't only lose to Barcelona.  (Oh, wait, we didn't lose to Barcelona.  Fucking away goal rule.)  No time to be getting complacent.  You never know this Aoepl...Aeople...Popples, whatever, they could be good.  We did draw to the Clujujubees not so long ago.

But hey!  Who cares!  We're winning it all this year.  John Terry said so:

"We are winning it all this year."

(or something like that)

Oh hey, congrats to JT, World Club Defender of the year.  Again.  I loved the spinny trophy- did y'all see that?  It rocked.  And JT's Vanna White impression, with the little balls in the bowl?  That is a man with many varied skilz.

So the point of this week's blog?

1. Hannah Montana songs Rock.

2.  I've seen Major League at least 52 times.

3. JT looks good in a suit.

I leave you with a (variation) of my favorite quote from Major League:

"Chelsea win it!  Chelsea win it!  OH MY GOD, Chelsea win it!"

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