It’s hard to imagine how anything could be more depressing with our football club than its current form at the moment. Only one win in six. Two goal leads blown in five minutes. Only managing to earn a replay at Brentford! November was one of the worst months in our history and statistically, January was only fractionally better. February obviously hasn’t started great either.
There is something however, for me at least, largely more depressing. And that’s the increasingly frivolous, ignorant and childish responses to these recent results that our fan base keeps producing. Searching the web for some perspective or some cool judicious analysis of the situation, as an exercise, is becoming dangerously close to pointless. All that’s available it seems on the blogs, on forums, on twitter and on radio phone-in shows is a procession of proclamations that “the fat Spanish waiter should be sacked”, or words to this extent. I cringe at the thought of these people imagining themselves to be originally scathing or holding a viewpoint that they think prioritises the well-being of Chelsea FC.
Labeling Rafa as the FSW has become the joke that stupid people laugh at and will insist on repeating. If it ever was even remotely funny, it isn’t anymore. And this constant degradation of our own manager I’m convinced is by a distance the biggest reason why our winning aura has all but disintegrated. An extremely large contingent of the fan base it appears have reached a state where they are almost masochistically anticipating poor performances and results so they can pile more abuse and aim more ridicule at a man who (I’d hate to break it to them) has an immeasurably greater understanding of football and this Chelsea side than they do.
Normally I would never tolerate or condescend anybody’s opinion if they’re willing to stand by it so strongly, but with people who think they’re being good supporters by making these jokes, it’s becoming practically impossible to muster up anything but pity. We’re all just looking to next season now. It doesn’t matter what happens between now and August, at the start of next season we’ll have a new coach, new big signings, Oscar and Hazard will have a full year’s experience, and all ready to start again, re-building our reputation. The only danger to these conditions materialising is if we don’t finish top 4 and the only way that can happen is if we allow this pitiful portion of our fan base to overshadow those of us still willing to support the team, with their jokes and clueless insults and needless melodramatic rants.
Next week after the Wigan game when Hazard, Mikel and David Luiz should have all returned, our squad will be comfortably one of the top 3 in the division and we’ll have 3 (hopefully) straightforward games against Sparta Praha and Brentford to get back into a rhythm before we need to start worrying about points again. As far as I’m concerned we still haven’t reached the point where the FA Cup and Europa League are worth giving up on. 3rd place remains a lot more than a feasible possibility; if we can win at the Etihad at the end of February then I think 2nd could be well within our sights.
Either way, the main obstacle to us achieving these goals aren’t Benitez’ substitutions (as though he could possibly make a good one when his bench is just defenders, teenagers and Marko Marin) it’s our supposed comrades who’ve managed to lose all pride and enjoyment through supporting Chelsea because they’ve decided to hate the guy picking the team. Don’t let them bring you down. It’s not passion – it’s bitterness, it’s ignorance and it’s a poison which we will not put up with. Up with which, we will not put.