Chelsea’s footballing style hadn’t really changed since Mourinho was booted (it was still dull as hell to watch), yet Grant took the same team and tactics to the final of the Champions League.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/sport1/hi/football/teams/c/chelsea/7418774.stm
Up in the Gods sat Mr Russia himself, Roman Abramovich. He was not a man who was going to lose gracefully. Where there’s money there’s implied God-like power and you just knew that within seconds of the final whistle in Moscow - if Chelsea had lost - Abramovich’s lethal barb-studded tail would swish around with enough force to not only sweep Grant out of the way but probably most of the first team. Including the diving cry baby prick from the Ivory Coast (and yes, I would still welcome him at Eastlands).
This is a firm indication of what can be expected in the top flight of the top flight from here on in. If you’re managing a club bankrolled by foreign investment you must win trophies and provide that all important return on investment. Second place is too embarrassing in the world of business. If you fail your sacked. It’s too much for the greedy foreign cunts that own the clubs to bare and their embarrassment must be appeased by you falling on your own sword. Who the hell would want that job?
The Championship is more fun. But it’s only a matter of time before that becomes Premier League 2. Money finds a way.
