blue is the colour

whoever missed the quarter final between chelsea and liverpool,missed one heck of a game.Chelsea went into the second leg of the quarterfinal with a 2 goal lead, which they let slip hrough their hands within the first 30minutes..the first half ended that way, i dont know what guus hiddink said to the team during the half time break, quite frankly i dont care at all..all i know is that what happened in the second half is nothing short of a miracle. a goal by drogba, another by alex and another by lampard, and it suddenly feels like the game is in the bag, but when u play liverpool, its never really over till its over is it??? so as the score stands the aggregate is 6-4 with chelsea in the lead, liverpool having scored soon after, and suddenly, in the last 10 minutes dirk kuyt scores a goal....my hearts in my mouth, my hands and feet are numb with the sheer madness im watching on the screen...another goal from lvierpool and they go through to the semi-final on the away goal rule, but mr chelsea..(one of them anyway) Frank Lampard,steps up yet again scores a fantastic last minute goal to make the agregate score 7-5..and that is how the game ends, liverpool almost pulling off one of the best comebacks, but only almost....next up barcelona in about two weeks time...cya there!!!!

blue is the colour!!!!

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