London derby, pretty significant. Moreso when both teams are genuine title contenders—at least, were both genuine title contenders before the match.
Arsenal mauled Chelsea. 3-1 in the end, but it could've been something like 10-0. I've never seen them so dominant. Goals from Alex Song, Cesc Fabregas (pictured) and Theo "lolosaur" Walcott. Steroids, I reckon.
Anyway, doesn't make that much of a difference, except Arsenal are now second, 2 points behind with like... a similar goal difference... to us, that is. This post is half-assed 'cause the match was at 4am in Malaysia and I'm so sleepy, it's beyond belief.
But yes, my assessment of how Chelsea played last night, and have been since Ray Wilkins left, is probably the same as something close to a billion different "pundits"—I really really doubt they can come back strong enough to win the league. We've got a game in hand on them, we're yet to play them, and we're 6 points ahead around Christmas.
Yeah, it's over man.
Now, it's not as if it's an unassailable lead. It would be incredibly foolish to think so. But they're on a winless streak, and it doesn't look like they'll be winning consistently. My logic? They have to win every single match from now until the end of the season, or at the very least match United's results, while also hoping we lose two—and once that's all done, they have to hope our goal difference is down.
Too many variables. Byebye Chelski!
Too much to do. Not enough time.
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