Well, the Ange love-in was vomit inducing anyways and 2 defeats on the bounce represents the death of that. (which is a relief) We are now faced with pure and unadulterated shit-stormery through course of December with no International breaks to catch our fall.

After an egregious slice of cataclysmic misfortune against Chelsea that repeatedly had it's way with us, in the end, we firmly and most resolutely perished on our swords - which is something. 

The Chelsea debacle (after being so close to 2-0)  represented the most gut-flipping of matches since the UCL final in 2019 (seems so far away doesn't it?) but in playing a high line with 9 men, it sent a message....that we are coming for you our way, which is something that confuses our gawping opponents who would elect for sitting in and defending for their lives - how very undignified - which says to me the Ange way is the right way...our way... and I love that.

Onto Villa with Dier and Davies. Oh My!

COYS