A Great Night for Chelsea

My first post has to be about Chelsea Football club. I am still recovering from what was one of the greatest games of football I have ever seen. It had everything, literally. I was watching it with my best mate Sam and he had put a bet on liverpool to win so there was some intense rivalry there. The best team won in the end. Bring on Barcelona.




The game was on the eve of the 20th anniversary of the Hillsborough disaster and it did get me thinking about the event. I was looking through the list of names who died all those years ago and there was the cousin of Steven Gerrard, a 10 yeard old at the time whose life was just washed away. It makes you think about destiny and what might of been for this young kids life. Are our lives panned out before we are even in existence and we merely play our role? Why is it certain individuals that get taken so young? Yet again more questions.