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Massive respect to the Chelsea fans from a United fan.

Football is about dreaming, not so long ago Chelsea were a mid table team, a team relegated to division two with a few past glories to think of and dreams of hopefully getting it together and having future glories. It's what keeps clubs going, the dream that maybe, one day, you'll be the team that gets it together and rises through the leagues. 
You cannot end those dreams for people, without it football is worthless to 99% of the clubs out there. Yes it's unlikely and has become even more unlikely because of the financial disparity in football (that's another story). But it CAN still happen. 
Nearly 13 years ago my team got relegated to league one, the lowest we've ever been as a club. It was devastating, you feared for the club but you always kept dreaming that the right set of circumstances can turn it around. 12 years ago yesterday we won league one, we then went on to win the championship, the premier league, reached the quarter finals of the champions league and yesterday, 12 years to the day of getting out of league one, we reached the final of the FA Cup for the first time since I've been alive. 
Hours later, the door gets closed on any further dreams. The premier league will become a procession of haves and have nots (it's bad already, but this is the final nail), an utterly meaningless competition when clubs already know they won't be allowed into a closed shop. And if my some miracle you were, those already there would bloody well make sure it was only short term. 
Merit has to be the deciding factor on who is deserving and who it not, not how many fans you have in China or India. Or how many official paint sponsors you have. 

If you knew the missions I had to get there, f**k me, and just ran in a few minutes after kick off, the seats they give away fans though are terrible you can't see much

She's all go now!

http://www.realmadrid.com/en/news/2017/07/official-announcement-morata

Matchdays were the highlight of the week, especially against the London rivals and our beloved lads from Liverpool, Leeds and Manchester. Always felt a bit like a volcano until Saturday, when it all erupted in the stands. Huge crowds moving up and down behind the goals. The Old Bill tried to keep us down. Loads of ba*tards before and after the match were up for it too and you never knew, if you´d be at home in time, or not.
But those wunderful times have passed and will never ever come back. Everything has its time and we had ours.
I´m very happy to see our Blues now winning silverware almost every year - 30 oder 40 years ago I couldn´t even dream of that. So lets combine the wonderful old days with the bright future of our club, because this is the best of all worlds. Cheers mate!