Sir, Another turbulent fortnight in the life of Chelsea fans everywhere and I detect a feeling of despondency creeping in. However I for one am proud to be a Chelsea fan and the recent events have only strengthened my resolve. I will tell you why: I enjoyed our Cup run this season. The way we went out was a little disappointing, but we came through no less than three potential banana-skin matches; against the mighty Boro, a club that has spent more than 300 million quid on players in recent seasons (nice one Bryan); the mighty Shrewsbury, and last but not least the prodigious Stoke City. To go out at the hands of minnows Arsenal was a choker, but I say well done little Arsenal - you will now have a fantastic tale to tell your hateful little grandchildren about the day you beat the all-conquering Chelsea. Of course your grandchildren won't believe you for one moment, but that's life. Poor Thierry. Again he claims to have been pelted with imaginary objects from the crowd, and how the press love to paint all Chelsea fans as Neanderthal psychopaths ! It's a shame they did not spend as much time raving on about the pipe bomb that was thrown at Carlo by the sheepshagging bampots of Shrewsbury Town. Was I the only one who witnessed Pires' antics towards the end of the replay ? Mario had won the ball fair and square, but Robert was so incensed that he tried to retaliate by kicking out - of course he missed, but then we all know what a cunt he is. He then tangled with Jesper and went down quicker than Francis Jeffers in an attempt to get Jesper sent off. Is this the behaviour of last season's footballer of the year ? I am glad that Chelsea do not have to resort to the South American tactics of Keown, Jeffers and Pires. They are an embarrassment to the game and should fuck right off. One positive thing about going out of the FA Cup; we will never have to face David Elleray again - the man who single-handedly took the 94 final from us is retiring at the end of the year to enjoy spending the backhanders that Arsene and Alex have given him over the years, and to practice his Gary Glitter technique with the 1st formers at Harrow. On behalf of all Chelsea fans I would like to say a hearty "fuck your mother", Mr Elleray.
First of all I wish to make it crystal clear that, in relation to comments made about David Elleray in the above article, the opinions of the author are in no way to be taken as reflecting the opinions of the owner of this site, i.e. myself, Priesty. (Messrs Carnt & Mudie insisted that I put that in, but don't let that stop any interested parties from joining me in the queue to sue Les's arse off) I will demonstrate just how hypocritical Les' drug allegations are when time permits - there's a lot to tell and I won't be holding back...
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Priesty's Chelsea FC Refuge.
Remember, children: contrary to what Priesty says, doing drugs is neither hard nor clever. Ecstasy is a very powerful emotion and in the words of the lunatic drug-addled Whitney Houston: "Crack is whack!" I don't know what that means but remember it all the same. And if Priesty offers you a blast on his Bob Marley cigarette or a game of chasing the Chinese dragon, just say no, unless of course you want some.
You see my point ?
Dr Les.
