if Mourinho is to lead Chelsea to the European Cup final for the
first time in their history, how many English fans will be cheering
them on in Athens in May?
At least, after more than two years in London, Mourinho has finally
discovered Cockney rhyming slang thanks to the efforts of the
Berkshire Hunt who, he continues to insist, deliberately crocked
Cech.
Yet, despite last nights impressive victory on the back of such a
traumatic period for the club, this has been another poor week for
the Blues managers reputation.
Barca boss Rijkaard was the first man to suffer from the Mourinho
conspiracy syndrome.
Ever since Chelseas first clash with Barcelona in 2004-05, when
Rijkaard was wrongly alleged to have cosied up to Swedish ref Frisk
at half-time in the Nou Camp, Mourinho has been spouting the old
Kenneth Williams line infamy, infamy, theyve all got in for
me.
Even the South Central Ambulance Service NHS Trust have apparently
joined the vendetta against Chelsea, with Mourinhos dubious claim
they failed to deliver Cech to hospital on time after his clash
with Hunt.
So now its infirmary, infirmary, theyve all got it in for
me.
Mourinhos belief that the world is against his club has become a
selffulfilling prophecy.
The more he rants and raves, the more conspiracy theories he
spouts, the more every neutral fan on every sofa in England would
love to see Barcelona give Chelsea a bloody nose.
Slurs against highly-paid rival managers and players may be seen as
just part of the mind games.
A slur against members of the ambulance service, genuine everyday
heroes who save countless lives, can be seen as spitting in the
face of decent hard-working people.
