Adrenaline Overdose

Ok as usual coffee does crazy things to my body. I shouldn't abuse it this way. Lack of sleep plus coffee equals to the state where your mind is dead but body is twitching in response to the stimulants.

Been some crazy week, with 2 essays to be handed in on friday, and when monday came I hadn't even started on any of them. Did my criminal law essay in 2.5 hours, while i split my public law essay between 2 days. After 3 years of not being challenged greatly, I'm surprised I could still write 2 1500 words essays in 3 days. But I'm very sure I'm going to get 3 for both of them though. Oh well.

Went to Stamford Bridge on wednesday night to watch chelski take on schalke. Was a great experience, from the start where we had to wait for 3 trains before we managed to get on one to go to the stadium, which ironically the station was called fulham broadway. When we got there there were many fans singing songs, and outside the stadium the police cordoned off the area and there were many stalls set up selling football merchandise or food. Bought a burger and chomped on it, went around the stadium checking out the place. Match programmes cost 3 pounds, so I didn't get one, don't like chelski anyway. Around the stadium there were large photos of the chelski players, which we took photos of and posed with them. Saw the megastore, replica jerseys cost 40 pounds, Nick wanted to buy the luminous yellow away kit.

When we finally got in the stadium and sat down, it felt so surreal. Normally champions league would mean waking up at 2am in Singapore to watch, but this was happening right before my eyes.

Watched the players warm up, and the away fans sang a lot and loudly constantly, far more than the chelski fans. Next to each seat was this chelski flag, which the fans could unfurl and swing it around. Being the Singaporeans we are, we grabbed as many as we could before we left the place.

Prior to the start of the match, the chelski fans would sing this chelski anthem that was rather amusing. When the match started, chelski got a soft early goal and frankly it was game over from there. Schalke had lost kuranyi from the start of the match and never looked to score, save for a header that rebounded off the post. And the sneaky alex hauled a man down blatantly when he was the last man, somehow everyone saw that but the referee.
It was great to watch the match from our position, for we could see the whole pitch, and with such a view you could focus on other things. I was observing Drogba's positioning and realised that he plays very well, running short to win headers. He doesn't really like to receive the ball, prefers to play a pass first time, meaning that the midfielders need to move up fast to support him. And the slacker frank lumpa, captain of the night, did nothing of the sort. Essien was the only one supporting from central midfield, and he isn't renowned as an attacker. Cole was all tricks and no effectiveness. But frankly i think lumpa did nothing noteworthy in the game at all. It was like he was invisible. And as Nick pointed out, even though he was the captain drogba was the one shouting instructions.

When the match ended we stayed to take photos and headed back. The tube was crazily jammed, so we decided to kay kiang and take the tube in the opposite direction, get down 2 stops later and take the train in the correct direction to avoid squeezing with the crowds. But as it stood, when we did that, there wasn't much of a crowd then.

Looking forward to go to next hopefully emirates stadium!