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Mirinda left for Bath today to start her two week residency. We had a morning of packing and checking and preparing maps. A lovely lunch while watching Dr Who and then she was gone. I’ll be seeing her on Friday, so, apart from no lunch on Wednesday, it’s just like any other week, really. Still, it’s further than she usually goes.
And today saw the final games of the Premiership. It was a close thing. Manchester United were only a point behind Chelsea who led at the start of the day. A win for Chelsea would see them lift the trophy as champions. Man U could only hope they faltered.
Man U did their bit for their fans and beat Stoke by 4-0 but it wasn’t nearly enough. Chelsea beat Wigan. It was 7-0 and Mirinda walked by a pub in Bath and a cheer went up. She texted me, asking if it had gone to 8-0. It had. The crowd went crazy. We are the champions.
Not only did we win the trophy but we also managed to score more goals in a season than anyone, ever. 103 goals. And our striker, Didier Drogba scored the most goals of all players, all year and wins the golden boot. He also scored a hat trick today. It’s a fantastic day to be a Chelsea fan. We now have the FA Cup next Saturday to win the double, something we’ve never managed.
But amid the jubilation, I have a complaint. I listened to the game on BBC 5 Live seeing as we don’t subscribe to Sky and they have the monopoly of premiership games and, clearly, there were no tickets to go to the game. I was sat back, cheering the boys on and suddenly, with about 20 minutes to go, the game was interrupted for a very important announcement.
Because we have a hung parliament, both big parties have been trying to work out some sort of coalition deal with the Liberal Democrats. The Tories were in a meeting with them today. It went on for seven hours. As the Tory spokesman, William Hague, emerged from the meeting he spoke to reporters waiting outside. And the BBC thought it the right thing to interrupt the game so Hague could tell us that nothing had been agreed and they’d be having another meeting.
Fair enough. That took about 30 seconds but then we had to hear a political analyst whitter on for a few minutes. Back to the game and I was not happy. How important could that have really been? An important interruption? Bollocks. Then as the match was grinding down to the end we were interrupted again because the Liberal Democrat had emerged from the meeting. It was really important that we hear what he had to say. Which was that they are going to have another meeting! And, naturally, the analyst had to return and tell us what that meant.
How ridiculous is that? A war, an assassination, the fall of the Berlin Wall, a big terrorist atrocity maybe ok to interrupt the game but to tell us there is going to be another meeting tomorrow because they didn’t agree anything today is just rubbish. I shall complain. This is as bad as the Dr Who episode two weeks ago when, just at the cliff-hanger climax happened, a small cartoon figure of Graham Norton trotted across the bottom of the screen during the Doctor’s final speech, to tell us about the next programme. This caused an uproar as the BBC was inundated by phone calls, text messages, emails, Twitter posts, etc. I think they had around 1500 complaints straight after Dr Who.
Who the hell decides these things? And why don’t they care about the viewers/listeners? Seethe, seethe!
Anyway, in the end, it’s all about Chelsea and their glorious win.
You and Mirinda will miss each other lots. The interruption to your game would have been so frustrating. I can relate to that as years ago I was watching Ryan’s Daughter and towards the end at the most important part the recording had not been completed. I still have not seen the film all the way through. Well done Chelsea. Claire