Thursday, April 09, 2009

morning papers liverpool CL away 3-1


The Times
Liverpool left on ropes by Hiddink's mastery
Liverpool 1 Chelsea 3
Oliver Kay Football Correspondent

The resident disc jockey opted for a Beatles classic at the final whistle. We Can Work It Out sounded like wishful thinking on Liverpool’s part at the end of an evening when the fortress of Anfield was not just stormed but ransacked, but, to put it in another context, who can possibly work out the remarkable transformation that Guus Hiddink has managed in only two months in charge of Chelsea?
It cannot be rocket science, just a case of restoring some much-needed confidence and tactical discipline to a team who had lost their way under Luiz Felipe Scolari. Given the way that Chelsea capitulated at the same venue just before his arrival, though, the Hiddink effect is looking like something close to alchemy. Only not alchemy, since Chelsea, after crowning a superb performance with two goals from Branislav Ivanovic and one from Didier Drogba, are dreaming not of gold but of silver and, specifically, the European Cup that has proved elusive during the Roman Abramovich era.
Hiddink called Chelsea’s performance “perfect”, at least after they had recovered from the blow of conceding a sixth-minute goal to Fernando Torres. At that point it seemed as though Liverpool’s momentum was propelling them towards yet another Champions League semi-final, but as Michael Essien began to relish his man-marking assignment against Steven Gerrard and, as Frank Lampard, Michael Ballack, Drogba and the rest warmed to their task, it became a quite outstanding Chelsea display on an evening when they finally cast aside the caution of the José Mourinho era.
Chelsea’s performance contained certain parallels with Liverpool’s tactical masterclass in winning 4-1 away to Manchester United last month, a result that stripped the losers of their aura of invincibility. It remains to be seen whether this result will have such a demoralising effect on Liverpool in their bid for the Barclays Premier League title, but, as Drogba tormented Martin Skrtel and Jamie Carragher much as Torres had given the runaround to Rio Ferdinand and Nemanja Vidic, it was easy to see why Sir Alex Ferguson had suggested that the winners of this tie would pose a far greater threat to United on the domestic front than the losers.
With three away goals to his team’s name, Hiddink was even asked afterwards whether John Terry’s suspension for the second leg, after he was booked for an overzealous challenge on José Manuel Reina, might now be regarded as a blessing in that it would free him up for a semi-final against, one presumes, Barcelona. Hiddink was not too keen to follow that particular line of inquiry, but, given the manner in which Terry exchanged barbs with Gerrard, his England team-mate, in the heat of the battle, the Chelsea captain might just be able to see the logic behind that argument.
It was a glorious night for Terry and his team-mates. They have suffered at Liverpool’s hands in the Champions League in recent years, as well as tasting two defeats in the Premier League this season, but they dealt with everything that Rafael Benítez’s team could throw at them. By the end, Gerrard and Torres looked frustrated and the fervour of the home crowd had been reduced to a whimper — a far cry from the opening minutes, when Torres seemed to have lit the fuse for another of those Anfield glory nights.
Hiddink had identified Gerrard as the main threat to Chelsea, but the Liverpool captain had only a fleeting involvement in the goal that gave his team the lead. It was his lung-busting run into the penalty area that forced Alex into a wild clearance, but then came a surprisingly deft piece of control from Dirk Kuyt and an even better reverse pass into the path of Álvaro Arbeloa on the overlap. Arbeloa surged into the penalty area and picked out Torres, who, neglected by Alex, had the time and the space to steer a cool shot past Petr Cech.
For Chelsea, it was the nightmare start, but their recovery was almost immediate. Within 60 seconds Salomon Kalou harried Fábio Aurélio into a mistake and set up Drogba, who should have scored but shot straight at the advancing Reina.
Drogba then squandered an even better chance on the half-hour, shooting high into the Kop after a perfect first touch, from Ballack’s cross, had taken him away from Jamie Carragher in the penalty area. Drogba’s moment would arrive, but first came not one but two goals from a player who could not get close to the Chelsea teamsheet 12 months ago, let alone the scoresheet.
For the first eight months of his Chelsea career, after his arrival from Lokomotiv Moscow in January 2008, Ivanovic looked destined to go down as the new Winston Bogarde, but his contribution last night will not be forgotten. Five minutes before half-time Florent Malouda swung in a corner from the right and the Serbia defender escaped the attentions of Xabi Alonso and then rose between Skrtel and Albert Riera to beat Reina with a firm header. In the 62nd minute he repeated the act, this time getting between Gerrard and Arbeloa to score again.
Questions will be asked about Liverpool’s zonal marking from set-pieces, as they are on every occasion that they concede from such situations, but Benítez will be more concerned by the way that Chelsea outmuscled and outplayed his team. The third goal was a classic, Ballack releasing Malouda, who hit a superb cross into the six-yard box, where Drogba, attacking the ball ahead of Carragher and Sktel, slammed the ball past Reina.
The closing stages were played out to near-silence until the home supporters responded to questions about the atmosphere by asking “where’s your European Cups?” — note the plural. The Chelsea fans had no answer, but more of this and their players may soon be able to provide the perfect riposte, Barcelona notwithstanding.
Liverpool (4-2-3-1): J M Reina — Á Arbeloa, M Skrtel, J Carragher, F Aurélio (sub: A Dossena, 75min) — X Alonso, Lucas Leiva (sub: R Babel, 80) — D Kuyt, S Gerrard, A Riera (sub: Y Benayoun, 68) — F Torres. Substitutes not used: D Cavalieri, S Hyypia, D Agger, D Ngog. Booked: Aurélio.
Chelsea (4-2-3-1): P Cech — B Ivanovic, Alex, J Terry, A Cole — M Ballack, M Essien, — S Kalou, F Lampard, F Malouda — D Drogba (sub: N Anelka, 80). Substitutes not used: Hilário, R Carvalho, M Mancienne, J Belletti, J O Mikel, Deco. Booked: Kalou, Terry.
Referee: C B Larsen (Denmark)

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Telegraph:

Branislav Ivanovic heads Chelsea towards last four

A dream start descended into the darkest of nightmares for Liverpool on Wednesday night.Fernando Torres’ early strike had asked real questions of Chelsea’s character and they answered them in emphatic fashion. Goals from Branislav Ivanovic, twice, and Didier Drogba pushed Chelsea to within touching distance of the Champions League semi-finals where they should meet Barcelona. By Henry Winter at Anfield
None of Chelsea’s starting XI had ever won the European Cup, a contrast to their bench that contained four men who possess winner’s medals, and the craving of Guus Hiddink’s chosen ones was inescapable. Frank Lampard, Michael Ballack and Michael Essien bossed midfield.
Essien’s marking job on Steven Gerrard drained the life out of Liverpool while Martin Skrtel chose the worst moment to have a shocker in defence. Rafa Benitez’s zonal marking system was also ripped to shreds. The only down side for Chelsea was the booking for their captain John Terry, which rules him out of next Tuesday’s meeting at the Bridge. A tie that had begun so promisingly for Liverpool now looks set for disappointment.
Chelsea back into second place after victory over Manchester CityThe Champions League anthem never stood a chance before kick-off, the Kop launching into the 12-inch version of "You’ll Never Walk Alone", and nor did Alex and John Terry when Gerrard and Torres, Liverpool’s big noises on the pitch, came calling after only four minutes.
Riddled with panic as Gerrard lurked, Alex skied a clearance over Chelsea’s box. Anfield sensed early blood. Dirk Kuyt was first to the loose ball, initially running away from Petr Cech’s area before brilliantly reversing the direction, sending the ball spinning down the inside-right channel for the overlapping Alvaro Arbeloa.
Those Liverpool supporters not already standing leapt to their feet in anticipation. Chelsea’s defence was ragged, the famed organisation patently absent. Vulnerability was in the air, and Liverpool had emerged from the tunnel in merciless mood.
Liverpool’s prominence in recent weeks has partly been rooted in the buccaneering spirit of their full-backs, Arbeloa and Fabio Aurelio. Arbeloa’s response was superb, drilling the ball to Torres, whose finish was perfection, the ball struck hard and fast and sent flying past Cech. Chelsea’s keeper had no chance. His defence had let him down. And when presented with a chance in front of goal, Torres rarely lets Liverpool down.
The tie remained evenly balanced, Chelsea knowing that an equaliser immediately secured them the initiative. A classic game unfolded, Chelsea opening up and pouring forward. Opportunity started knocking in front of a concerned Kop.
Didier Drogba, the spearhead of Hiddink’s 4-1-2-2-1 formation, squandered two good chances to level before the break. When Salomon Kalou ushered Drogba through, Pepe Reina stood firm, making a good save. Then when Michael Ballack swept the ball in from the left, Drogba lost Jamie Carragher but his finish was poor, hammered into a relieved Kop.
The waves of blue rolled with increasing frequency towards Reina’s goal. Ballack started to reveal his true class, although he was deceived by a wonderful piece of skill from Alonso, who needed only a cape and a shout of "ole’’ to complete the matador’s touch. Behind Alonso, Martin Skrtel rose to the aerial challenge.
Until seven minutes from the break, Liverpool repelled everything that came their way. Chelsea would not be denied. When Gerrard slid in to block a cross from Kalou, Chelsea had a corner and their big guns moved up. All eyes were on Terry and Alex, Ballack and Drogba. Mistake.
No Liverpool player paid enough attention to Ivanovic. As Florent Malouda’s corner swirled in, Ivanovic made his move, brushing aside Alonso and jumping between Skytel and Albert Riera. Muscling opponents out of the way, the Serbian had eyes only for the ball, which he sent powering past Reina.
Liverpool rallied. Roared on by fans who made this another unforgettable European night at Anfield, Liverpool stormed forward, looking to regain the lead. Kuyt went close as the half concluded, his strong shot pushed away by Cech.
Now attacking the Kop in the second half, Liverpool still had to escape the assorted traps Hiddink had set them, notably Michael Essien shadowing Gerrard. As Chelsea gained in confidence, the bouts of abuse towards Lampard and Terry quickened. Lampard’s weight, Terry’s mother: the merits of both were discussed at length.
Chelsea took the barbs in their stride, not losing their composure, rarely giving away possession. Lampard, wearing a tribute to his mother stitched into his boots, a remembrance of the anniversary of her tragic death, delivered a superb display in front of his proud father, who sat in the directors’ box admiring his son’s work-rate.
Lampard was everywhere, clearing in front of his defence one moment, then powering forward to send Drogba through on goal. Having beaten Skrtel, Drogba placed his shot past Reina but there was the indefatigable Carragher covering back to clear off the line.
Chelsea were seeing more of the ball, Liverpool being restricted to counter-attacks. In the Kop, a large banner reading "FEARLESS" was raised. Yet the fears were found in Liverpool’s defence, Skrtel enduring a particularly awkward evening.
On the hour, Reina was caught by Terry, hardly maliciously but deeply unnecessarily as the Liverpool keeper clearly had the ball safely in his clutches before Chelsea’s captain came wading in. Claus Bo Larsen, the Danish referee, brandished a yellow card that triggered outrage in the blue ranks as it ruled Terry out of the second leg.
Anger swept through Hiddink in particular. Chelsea’s coach charged down the line to protest, a rare display of dissent from a manager who has seen it all before in a long, distinguished career. The sense of injustice stirred something deep within Chelsea, something that triggered an astonishing reaction.
Within seven minutes they were leading 3-1. Liverpool had failed to learn from Chelsea’s corners. Again their zonal marking was vulnerable to runners arriving late, as Ivanovic did again. Speeding on to a Lampard corner, the mystery man of Chelsea FC really made a name for himself with another emphatic header.
Liverpool were stunned, their defence a shambles when the ball was whipped in from the flanks. Three minutes later, Ballack teased a fine pass down the inside-left channel and Malouda was off and running, hurtling towards the byeline before crossing. Drogba, sliding in ahead of Carragher, made it 3-1. Anfield was momentarily silenced, all the noise now coming from Chelsea throats. Crowing was not the least of it.

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Indy:

Hiddink stifles Gerrard in the storming of Anfield
Liverpool 1 Chelsea 3
Sam Wallace, Football Correspondent

In the tightly controlled, meticulously planned, strategy-obsessed world which Rafael Benitez inhabits, this was an utter meltdown for his team. The great Liverpool dynasty created by Benitez, the team that refuses to be beaten however mighty the opposition, met their match in a coach every bit as crafty as the famous bearded Spaniard.
That, of course, was Guus Hiddink who last night appeared to have unlocked the secrets to a Liverpool team that have overachieved in Europe ever since they embarked on that unlikely journey to the Champions League final in 2005. Branislav Ivanovic scored the two goals that put his side on their way, but it was Hiddink whose tactics dealt with the threat of Steven Gerrard and Hiddink's tactics that exploited Liverpool's confusion at set pieces.
The epitaph to Liverpool's Champions League campaign should it end, as expected, at Stamford Bridge on Tuesday will read simply: they marked zonally. It was the spectre of zonal marking that haunted the old Luiz Felipe Scolari regime at Chelsea earlier this season and it proved just as debilitating to Liverpool last night when at corners they twice lost Ivanovic, the hitherto uncelebrated Serb, who scored two identical goals for Chelsea.
To compound Benitez's frustration, Michael Essien, the brilliantly athletic midfielder, followed Gerrard around all night, hustling and dispossessing English football's most in-form player. When Hiddink described the job he had asked Essien to do upon Gerrard he spoke about the necessity of Chelsea "disarming" Liverpool's "main weapon" and so for one night at least the gunpowder was removed from a team that have rampaged through English football of late.
Although it will be of scant consolation to Anfield, this game was by much more absorbing than the eight Champions League encounters that have preceded it between these two teams in the last five seasons. Fernando Torres opened the scoring in the third minute and when it looked like Liverpool might run amok on another famous reputation, Chelsea found it in their deep reserves to come back and change the course of the game.
The scoreline equalled Liverpool's heaviest home defeat in European competition, the 3-1 margin by which Barcelona triumphed in 2001. In terms of the Benitez years' low points, it was just as demoralising as the FA Cup defeat away at Burnley in 2005, Chelsea's 4-1 win at Anfield later that year and any one of a few defeats to Manchester United. It reminded the home crowd of something they have not had to witness all season: the vulnerability of Benitez's teams.
Chief among those having a dreadful night was Martin Skrtel, bullied out of it by Didier Drogba, who scored the third. The defender would have had an even worse time had Jamie Carragher not kicked another one of the Chelsea striker's shots off the line. At corners Skrtel – off-colour since he featured in Slovakia's collapse to England at Wembley – had to shoulder most of the blame for Ivanovic running free.
There was no Roman Abramovich among the Chelsea entourage, although it is difficult to imagine what could possibly be more important to do on a night such as this, even for a Russian oligarch. Installing Hiddink as manager was Abramovich's masterstroke, so why he does not show up to enjoy the results is a mystery. There would have been many more goals had Drogba been on the kind of finishing form he has been in previous seasons.
John Terry's booking in the second half means that he will be suspended for the game in London, but even so it is hard to see Chelsea making a mess of this one. For the first time in a long while they have two in-form wingers in Salomon Kalou and Florent Malouda, who were effective last night. They could also afford to leave England's top goalscorer, Nicolas Anelka, on the bench until the closing stages.
There was some needle in this game too, notably from Gerrard when Terry chose a break in play to complain about his booking to the Danish referee Claus Bo Larsen. For those without allegiance it added up to first-class entertainment wherever you looked.
Torres' goal was an unusual one, in the sense that Chelsea's defence gave him 10 times as much space as he usually needs to score a goal. They had not recovered their positions from an earlier phase of play when Alex had done well to clear the ball off the toe of Gerrard. From there Dirk Kuyt did wonderfully well to control the ball and set Alvaro Arbeloa free from whose cross Torres scored.
Very soon it was the away side who had taken the game by the throat and, had it not been for Drogba's hopeless finishing, they would have reached half-time in the lead. Clean through five minutes after Liverpool's goal, Drogba hit his shot straight at Pepe Reina. When he shot over after Michael Ballack had played him in on 29 minutes, Eugene Tenenbaum, Abramovich's closest lieutenant, buried his face in his hands.
Ivanovic's first goal was a simple affair as he twisted and turned in the area to lose Xabi Alonso before meeting Malouda's corner firmly. Liverpool went in for half-time facing a stark choice. They either had to settle for taking a 1-1 drawn to Stamford Bridge, where they would have to score at the very least, or try to improve their position. Benitez opted for the latter and Liverpool were taken apart.
Carragher cleared off the line from Drogba; Torres missed the target when Gerrard cushioned a header down into his path and then shortly after the hour, Liverpool collapsed. The second Chelsea goal was preposterously similar to their first: a corner, this time from Frank Lampard, and Ivanovic met the ball firmly but under no pressure from any Chelsea marker.
Chelsea's third goal came four minutes later. Malouda was released down the left and when he hit his cross into the centre, Drogba muscled Skrtel out of the way to score from close range. The substitutes at Benitez's disposal – Yossi Benayoun and Ryan Babel – made no difference while Chelsea had Anelka to call upon. They are the new emergent force in English football and if Benitez wants to turn this tie, the plan will have to be a cunning one.
Liverpool (4-2-3-1): Reina; Arbeloa, Carragher, Skrtel, Aurelio (Dossena, 75); Lucas (Babel, 79), Alonso; Kuyt, Gerrard, Riera (Benayoun, 68); Torres. Substitutes not used: Cavalieri, Hyypia, Agger, Ngog.
Chelsea (4-1-4-1): Cech; Ivanovic, Terry, Alex, A Cole; Essien; Kalou, Ballack, Lampard, Malouda; Drogba (Anelka, 80). Substitutes not used: Hilario (gk), Carvalho, Mikel, Deco, Belletti, Mancienne.
Referee: C Larsen (Denmark).
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Observer:

Irresistible Chelsea take complete control over Liverpool
Liverpool 1 Torres 6 Chelsea 3 Ivanovic 39, Ivanovic 62, Drogba 67
Kevin McCarra at Anfield

Liverpool's disbelief must be very nearly as great as their despair. It can only be dwarfed by the exultation of Chelsea, who have surely reduced next week's return leg of the Champions League quarter-final to a statutory obligation. So confounding is this outcome that it converted John Terry's booking into a blessing. A ban will be served when the teams meet again and he can go into the remainder of the tournament with a clean disciplinary record.
That is the least of the wonders for Guus Hiddink, a manager whose interim status at Stamford Bridge is in even deeper doubt. How could the owner Roman Abramovich bear to watch him return full-time to his post with Russia now? The Dutchman shone in all areas and his preparation of the set-pieces exposed unsuspected defects in Liverpool's zonal marking at corners. The Serbian right-back Branislav Ivanovic struck twice, his first goals for the club.
Until this, the only time Chelsea had scored at Anfield over four Champions League fixtures was when John Arne ­Riise put the ball in his own net last year. The ­victors were irresistible. Everything worked and Michael Essien's re-emergence after extended injury has profound resonance now that his close attention has left Steven Gerrard looking like a commonplace footballer.
This is as heavy a margin of defeat at Anfield as Liverpool have ever known in European competition. It is a statistic that also underlines how potent they almost always are at their stronghold. Chelsea, all the same, were buoyant and nothing could unsettle them for long, not even the loss of the evening's first goal.
Liverpool broke the deadlock in the sixth minute and, giving a misleading ­impression of what was to come, did so with scant hindrance. Dirk Kuyt passed to Alvaro Arbeloa on the right and his cross was dispatched with the efficiency expected of Fernando Torres.
Chelsea had suffered a collective malfunction then, but the ensuing lapses were all Liverpool's. Salomon Kalou was soon dispossessing Fabio Aurelio to ­release ­Didier Drogba and, while the Ivorian's shot was saved, it was a sign of things to come from Kalou on the right. Hiddink preferred him to Nicolas Anelka and he reacted with an impact that is at odds with past unobtrusiveness. There was proof everywhere of a fresh start. Liverpool had won both Premier League games with Chelsea in this campaign, but Hiddink had not been in the post then.
Rafael Benítez, for once, did not have a credible battleplan, although he also ­suffered because too much rests with Gerrard's fortunes. When the equaliser did arrive it seemed unfeasibly overdue. The oddity was enhanced by the fact that a Benítez team should be so confused while defending a set-piece.
Seven minutes from half-time, Ivanovic ran free of his marker Xabi Alonso, got in front of Martin Skrtel and headed home a corner from the unexpectedly excellent Florent Malouda. The defender had displayed elusive movement then and would do so again, but might have had no role if the regular right full-back, Jose Bosingwa, had not been injured.
Falling behind on the score sheet proved to be a liberation for an adventurous Chelsea. Drogba continued to be provided with openings, but wasted them for a while, as when he rammed a drive high after Michael Ballack had located him meticulously. Before that, the visitors' centre-forward had been disappointed when his build-up work was not brought to fruition.
For a while, there was an erratic streak to this clash. Untypically, Frank Lampard, for instance, had let himself be robbed by Torres in the 26th minute and the dipping, bending attempt that ensued from the Spaniard came close to establishing a 2–0 advantage. That was virtually the last glimmer of menace from Liverpool.
Benítez's words must have been roundly ignored in the dressing room. His side were scatty in the 52nd minute as Drogba linked with Lampard and burst clear. After the earlier impetuousness, the striker was studied and eased a shot ­beyond Reina, only to see Jamie Carragher clear from near the goal-line.
The openness of the action was ­bewildering and it led to brief mayhem. In one of many slipshod moments, Skrtl ­neglected to clear and Reina came haring out for the loose ball. Terry also pursued it and collided with the Spaniard. There was a minor melee before the referee Claus Bo Larsen, who had been no disciplinarian in England's win over Ukraine last week, ­cautioned him.
Chelsea had too much command to dwell on that and kept punishing a Liverpool team that had unravelled. Gerrard omitted to mark Ivanovic as he climbed to take his second goal from a ­corner after 62 minutes, sending Lampard's delivery past Reina.
Hiddink's team made the opposition look demoralised at their third goal. Malouda, who had by far his best game for Chelsea since signing in 2007, broke loose on the left and his low ball was ­converted by Drogba for the goal he deserved. The win will be relished at Chelsea, but the promise it held must be more stirring still.
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Sun:

IVANFIELD !
Liverpool 1 Chelsea 3

From SHAUN CUSTIS at Anfield CHELSEA are back. This was the night they signalled their return as a European football force.

The pain of the Champions League final defeat against Manchester United in Moscow last May has been eating away all season.
But this destruction of Liverpool, masterminded by tactically-astute boss Guus Hiddink, has got Chelsea and their fans believing they can win the trophy in Rome.
Even the might of Barcelona in a likely semi-final will not scare them.
Hiddink is apparently known as Lucky Guus in his native Holland but there was nothing fortunate about this.
The wily Dutchman stuck the outstanding Michael Essien on Steven Gerrard and cut out Liverpool’s supply line.
Gerrard has never been so quiet. He usually rules the roost but he barely got a kick.
And two of Chelsea’s goals came from cleverly-worked set-pieces scored by a man who Liverpool would never have singled out as a major threat — defender Branislav Ivanovic.
The Serb had not netted for Chelsea since his £8million move 15 months ago but he twice headed in from corners as the visitors recovered from going behind to a Fernando Torres strike.
Didier Drogba provided the Blues with an extra cushion, sliding home the third after failing to convert three good chances.
So many times Liverpool have flourished on European nights at Anfield. There is a special atmosphere about these occasions which brings the best out of their players.
But they were blown away and it will take a miracle to turn this around now.
Liverpool boss Rafa Benitez claimed if his side lost this tie it would be a worry for Manchester United because they could concentrate on trying to beat them in the Premier League title race.
But this defeat was so comprehensive you feel Liverpool’s confidence must have taken a significant hit. These two were meeting for a fifth successive year in the competition and not many before had been classics.
But the game was surprisingly entertaining and it was the home side who took an early grip, taking the lead after panic in the Chelsea defence.
Alex was forced into a high clearance and Dirk Kuyt seized on the loose ball before feeding it wide to Alvaro Arbeloa.
The cross picked out Torres in acres of space and he crisply swept it in with his right foot for his 12th goal of an injury-hit season.
However, Chelsea were almost back on level terms when Drogba squandered the first of his openings as his shot was blocked by Pepe Reina.
Then, when Drogba found Florent Malouda, the Frenchman’s drive was inches wide.
Drogba was a handful but he was cursing himself on 29 minutes. He collected a pass from Michael Ballack, slipped yet still recovered quickly enough to shrug off Jamie Carragher.
But, with the goal in his sights, Drogba volleyed over.
It was difficult to imagine this finishing 1-0 with it being so open and, on 39 minutes, Chelsea finally equalised.
Malouda’s corner floated to the edge of the six-yard box and Ivanovic made a run from deep to head in unchallenged.
Petr Cech immediately denied Kuyt but Drogba was never out of the action and he capitalised on Aurelio’s loose ball in the 51st minute to burst into the box and shoot past Reina, only for Carragher to brilliantly clear off the line.
On the hour, Blues skipper John Terry challenged for a 50-50 ball with Reina and both ended up on the ground.
Terry was adjudged to have fouled and collected a yellow to rule him out of the return.
As the man who missed the penalty which would have won Chelsea the Champions League a year ago, Terry wants to make amends more than anyone but his absence should not matter.
The amazing Ivanovic story continued as he climbed unchallenged to head in Lampard’s corner and give Chelsea a crucial second on 62 minutes.
Then, five minutes later, Drogba got the goal his industry fully deserved as he slid in to convert Malouda’s low cross.
This was the Chelsea that owner Roman Abramovich has always wanted, not just effective but a pleasure to watch.
If only he could work out a way to keep Hiddink.
CHELSEA enjoyed one of their finest European nights with a stunning 3-1 success at Anfield. Here's how their players rated:
PETR CECH
UNUSUALLY busy time for the keeper in the opening 15 minutes of the game. Had no chance with the Reds goal but did well on three occasions soon afterwards. Once Chelsea were ahead he looked a comfortable man in every situation and was rarely troubled. Rating: 6
BRANISLAV IVANOVIC
PREFERRED to Michael Mancienne for his performance at right-back against Newcastle last weekend. Looked very comfortable in defensive mode but made his name with a winding run and leap to head the equaliser in the first half before scoring a second to silence Reds fans. Rating: 8
ALEX
MADE a mistake with a poor clearance early on which set up the Torres goal and he then failed to close down the space on the striker. Looked shaky at set-pieces after that but tried his best to atone at the other end, making a nuisance of himself at corners. Rating: 5
JOHN TERRY
FOUND himself covering for Alex when the Brazilian was caught out of position. Held the line well though. Exposed when Kuyt found a way round him before the break but recovered his composure. Unfairly booked and misses second leg. Rating: 7
ASHLEY COLE
STRANGE performance from the left-back, who looked in two minds for much of the game. From the outset he seemed unable to decide whether he would attack or defend. Went missing on a few occasions when Kuyt got in behind him but steadied as the game wore on. Rating: 6
MICHAEL BALLACK
SHOULD have put his stamp on a game that was played mostly through the centre but failed to get a grip in the first half. That changed after the break and he supplied the wide balls for Kalou and Malouda which then resulted in the third goal. Rating: 6
FRANK LAMPARD
RAN himself into the ground carrying, passing and making his team play to the tempo the game needed. It was his corner to Ivanovic which provided the crucial second goal but his superb all-round play was the key to this stunning Blues performance. Rating: 8
MICHAEL ESSIEN
THE unsung hero. Was asked to keep Gerrard quiet but silenced him completely. Even when the Liverpool skipper went wide Essien was his shadow. And when Blues had the ball he tried to get a shot in. Rating: 9 (DREAM TEAM STAR MAN)
FLORENT MALOUDA
RARELY in the game before the 22nd minute when Drogba set him up and his shot went just wide of Reina’s goal. He was quiet for spells but when it mattered he showed and it was his bullet cross which set up the Drog for the third goal to kill the game off. Rating: 7
DIDIER DROGBA
LOOKED sharper than he has all season and was desperately unlucky not to get on the scoresheet in the first half. He never lost confidence and kept putting himself in the line of fire before he did score a brilliant third to cap a great night. Rating: 8
SALOMAN KALOU
STUTTERED through the match, collecting the ball and running at Liverpool from the right. There were moments when he looked dangerous and others when he was just ineffective. But he stretched play when needed and provided a threat when the space opened up. Rating: 6
SUBSTITUTES:
NICOLAS ANELKA (for Drogba)
USED to give the Drog a rest as the Blues looked to close the game out and held the ball up well enough for the short time he was on the pitch. Rating: 6
NOT USED: Hilario, Carvalho, Belletti, Mancienne, Mikel, Deco.
BOOKED: Kalou, Terry.
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Mail:

Anfield stages perfect riposte to Senor Jorge, as hammer and tongs replace cat and mouse when Liverpool meet Chelsea
By MARTIN SAMUEL, chief sports writer

To think this was the fixture that Jorge Valdano, former sporting director of Real Madrid, once compared to something odorous on a stick. When these teams reconvene at Stamford Bridge on Tuesday it will be to play the only game in town, so pathetic was Bayern Munichs resistance to Barcelona.
That tie is over and while this one may be clinging to the edge of a cliff by its fingertips, there is still something about Liverpool in Europe that argues against writing them off until the final whistle blows even though they will face a doubly difficult task if Steven Gerrard has suffered a re-occurrence of his groin problems. As for Valdanos assessment, the world has moved on. He got the bullet at Real Madrid and the remnants of the team he left behind were last seen on these shores getting their backsides kicked by the losers of last nights game. If football is going the way Chelsea and Liverpool are taking it, we had better be ready to wave goodbye to any expression of the cleverness and talent we have enjoyed for a century, Valdano sneered after one of their early encounters. Shows how wrong you can be. These days, Chelsea and Liverpool have replaced cat and mouse with hammer and tongs and it is Madrid who have come to represent major team mediocrity.

The irony is that Liverpool intended to set about Chelsea in exactly the same manner that had reduced Madrid to quivering wrecks at Anfield last month, but Chelsea were too good for that. The midfield was bossed by Michael Essien, Frank Lampard and Michael Ballack and, had Didier Drogba taken all the chances that fell his way, there would be no contest remaining. If there is any mystery left in this quarter-final it is there because Liverpool once came back from three goals down in 45 minutes in the Champions League final against AC Milan, and that a harsh decision by Claus Bo Larsen, the Danish referee, has denied Chelsea the presence of their captain, John Terry, who will miss the return leg through suspension. Terry was guilty of nothing more than a robust challenge for the ball when he clattered into Liverpool goalkeeper Pepe Reina midway through the second-half. He led with his head, true, but in the circumstances with the ball in the air, what else could he have stuck in first? An elbow? A boot? Larsen interpreted a thunderous 50-50, in which Terry came out worse, as dangerous play and now Chelsea must play without their spiritual leader. That Liverpool need to win 3-0 to progress is some consolation but an early goal could still make for a nervous night with Fernando Torres on the prowl. Not that there is ever much danger of a damp squib between these teams nowadays. Indeed, Rafael Benitez, the Liverpool manager, may come to look back fondly on the years when the pairing of red and blue in Europe was footballs equivalent of whale song, a warm duvet and Moroccan roll-up before retiring. Yet it was not Liverpools new attacking gameplan that was their undoing, but some uncharacteristically poor marking from set-pieces that gifted two goals to an unlikely hero, Branislav Ivanovic, a player who would not even had started were it not for injury to Jose Bosingwa. Somehow, Liverpool contrived to throw away an early lead and the mental impetus that came with it.

A goal up after six minutes, Liverpool were looking every inch the form team in England, if not Europe. That fantasy was dismantled by Chelsea before half-time, when they could have been several goals clear. By the end they had recorded a truly magnificent result and Anfields famous cacophony had faded to mute observance. When Benitezs players came out for their traditional warm-down after the game it was with heads bowed, as if somebody had given them some bad news about a beloved family pet. They went through their exercises as if in a daze. That is what a result such as this will do, even to a good team. Liverpool put a marker down at Old Trafford in the league last month and we all know what happened next to Manchester United. If Sir Alex Fergusons appraisal is right, Chelsea are about to deliver a fatal blow to Liverpools title ambitions by knocking their confidence at an important time. Benitez said Ferguson would want Liverpool to win because he would wish his great rivals distracted. If Ferguson is to be believed, though, this result will have suited him perfectly, Liverpool left to concentrate not on the league title, but their own pain. What should be celebrated is that Liverpool versus Chelsea is now a game in which the football lives up to the hype. Before this tie, Benitez needled his old adversary, Jose Mourinho, by claiming he did not miss his stifling style of football at Chelsea, but it took two to tango, or to produce matches as mind-numbingly cautious as the early Champions League clashes between these teams. This was different. Liverpool and Chelsea typically play in the frenzied atmosphere of a Beatles concert but with all the edge on the field of a Forties tea dance. The teams tiptoe around each other tactically while beyond the boundaries of the pitch the supporters rage and rave. These days it is as much as those watching can do to draw breath between waves of attacking play, end to end, the accelerator flat to the floor and the twin engines screaming under the strain. It will definitely be that way at Stamford Bridge next week. No time for chess moves, unless it is the one that gets the queen out and on the attack, charging through a line of defensive pawns. But anything could still happen. Anything exciting, that is. We can look forward to Tuesday night confident the days when these teams took lectures on entertainment from employees of Real Madrid are long gone.

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Mirror:

Liverpool 1-3 Chelsea: Branislav Ivanovic double puts Blues in control

Liverpool were hammered in their own back-yard in the Champions League tonight as Chelsea took a huge step on the road to a possible Rome final.
Chelsea produced a performance of great quality and strength to leave Liverpool's dreams in tatters after this quarter-final first leg.
Next Tuesday's second leg at Stamford Bridge may not be a mere formality just yet, but Liverpool will need an exceptional performance to stay in the competition.
It all started so well for Liverpool when Fernando Torres scored in the sixth minute. But Chelsea gradually took over, and two headed goals from Branislav Ivanovic - both poorly-defended set-pieces - and a close-range Didier Drogba strike stunned the Reds.
Steven Gerrard appeared to be struggling for full fitness - and with their captain's powers compromised, Liverpool saw a 14-month and 32-match unbeaten home record destroyed.
The side that has of late battered Real Madrid and Manchester United into submission was nowhere to be seen as Chelsea reigned supreme.
Liverpool had Albert Riera and Fabio Aurelio back after being rested on Saturday at Fulham, while Lucas was in for the suspended Javier Mascherano.
Chelsea had Drogba back up front, and Ivanovic continued as the injured Jose Bosingwa's replacement.
For the 23rd meeting between these bitter rivals in five years - nine in the Champions League - the atmosphere was electric, the noise deafening and the stakes so high.
Liverpool could not have got off to a better start.
Dirk Kuyt had already seen a shot deflected inches wide, before he produced a clever backheel on the edge of the box to set up Alvaro Arbeloa for a laid-back cross which was clinically driven past Petr Cech by Torres from 12 yards.
Yet that just served to galvanise Chelsea into sustained possession and pressure and a performance of growing assertiveness.
The alarm bells should have been ringing within two minutes of their goal for Liverpool when Salomon Kalou pounced on an Aurelio error to send Drogba clear - only for Jose Reina to make a fine, blocking save.
Michael Ballack and Michael Essien slowly but surely took over in midfield, and Liverpool were forced back. Florent Malouda flashed one effort wide of the far post, before Drogba blasted over from close range.
Liverpool were rattled, Torres isolated and Gerrard denied time and space.
Drogba, all menace and muscle, gave Martin Skrtel a hard time - while Kalou was equally dangerous on the right against Aurelio.
Torres curled one effort wide, and Arbeloa missed with a left-footer. But they were rare breaks from Liverpool, Chelsea already moving relentlessly towards an equaliser.
It came after 38 minutes when Malouda's right-wing corner was met with a firm header by Ivanovic, having evaded three defenders in the box as he darted and twisted into space to beat Reina from six yards.
Chelsea went for the throat straight after the break, and only Jamie Carragher's plunging clearance off the line from Drogba's angled effort stopped them going ahead after 51 minutes.
The game had taken a nasty turn by now.
Torres took a painful crack on the ankle from Alex seconds after firing over, and Essien looked to be caught by Skrtel's shoulder in one shuddering aerial collision - before John Terry clattered into Reina in mid air and was booked.
That yellow card will put Terry out of next week's second leg, but Chelsea annoyance was soon replaced by more elation.
A 62nd-minute corner from Frank Lampard was again met by Ivanovic, again unmarked, as he powered another header past Reina to put the Blues ahead.
It soon got even better for Chelsea, and horribly worse for Liverpool.
Five minutes after their second, Drogba arrived in the six-yard box to finish off a low cross from Malouda on the left.
Liverpool's fans fell silent, and the replacement of Riera with Yossi Benayoun before the re-start seemed of little consequence.
Liverpool sent on Ryan Babel for Lucas and Andrea Dossena for an out-of-touch Aurelio, who had just been booked. Drogba went off to a great ovation from the travelling support, allowing Nicolas Anelka into the fray.
The game, though, was already well won by the Blues and up for the Reds.

Champions League: Chelsea have learned to walk on through the storm.
By Oliver Holt

Champions League quarter-final 1st leg: Liverpool 1-3 Chelsea

Someone who didn't know better sat in Tommy Smith's seat in the press box last night.
The old Anfield Iron, one of the game's great hard men, gave him a tap on the shoulder.
As his victim began the search for a new place, the strains of You'll Never Walk Alone began to fill the stadium.
Any football fan with a heart and a feel for the game can't help but wear a stupid grin when they look around Anfield, hear that music and see the bank of scarves raised aloft.
In the Kop, a giant likeness of Bob Paisley, the manager who led Liverpool to three European Cup victories, loomed large behind the goal, next to a banner in tribute to Kenny Dalglish.
History itself seemed to be pulling Liverpool back to Rome where the Champions League final will take place next month and where Liverpool won two of their five European Cups.
The Chelsea players stood in the tunnel as all this unfolded.
They had walked beneath the "This is Anfield" sign on the wall above the stairs down from the changing rooms.
They knew that Anfield on nights like this is as intimidating a place as any in football, a journey into the beating heart of a city as well as a club.
Five years ago, when Chelsea paid their first Champions League visit here for the second leg of a semi-final, their legs turned to jelly.
The record books say they lost to what Jose Mourinho still insists was a ghost goal from Luis Garcia. But the reality was that they lost to Bill Shankly's old heroes in the Kop. They were beaten before they came out.
The atmosphere was the same last night. But something else has changed - Chelsea have learned to live with it. Maybe it was John Arne Riise's own goal last year that broke the spell and made Chelsea believe they could withstand whatever Liverpool and their crowd threw at them on nights like this.
Maybe it was just the accumulated experience of being forced to endure this cauldron of a ground so often.
Maybe it was just that they felt liberated by no longer being considered overwhelming favourites to win.
In previous years, Liverpool victories have been greeted almost as sorcery, so sure were most neutrals that Chelsea in the Mourinho era would emerge as winners.
But Liverpool beat Chelsea home and away in the Premier League this season and so, if anything, Rafa Benitez's team were favourites.
There is another thing too.
Chelsea have been driven this season by a burning desire to make up for the pain of their penalty shoot-out defeat to Manchester United in last season's Champions League final.
Men like captain John Terry and Didier Drogba, sent off for a churlish slap in Moscow, have been gripped by the search for redemption.
Terry, who missed a crucial kick in the shoot-out, spoke about the desire the team harbours to make amends.
Terry is a brave man but you could see the manic determination when he flung himself into a challenge with Pepe Reina after an hour.
That challenge was always going to hurt but it was a gesture of defiance from Terry.
When he was berated by Steven Gerrard afterwards, Terry gave him a verbal blast back.
Seconds later, Branislav Ivanovic scored Chelsea's second goal.
Chelsea had done the hard work by then. They had suffered what could have been a crushing early setback and fought back.
They did not panic when Fernando Torres put Liverpool ahead in the sixth minute.
They did not become dispirited when Drogba missed two clear chances. They did not let Liverpool's intensity break them.
And when Ivanovic scored his first goal, also direct from a corner, Chelsea knew they had weathered the storm.
They knew they had survived the worst Liverpool could throw at them. From then on, the force of nature that is the Anfield crowd was quietened and so was their team.
The home supporters grew restless, berating the referee. Their team began to fall apart.
Drogba should have put Chelsea ahead five minutes after the break but Jamie Carragher made a brilliant goal-line clearance.
It was just a stay of execution. Ivanovic scored his second and when Drogba scored a brilliant third midway through the half, the game, and probably the tie, was over.
Anfield was muted. The destruction of Real Madrid in the last round seemed suddenly devalued.
In the hush, the Chelsea fans in the corner finally made themselves heard.
"F*** your history," they sang. "We're going to Rome."
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Express:

IVAN THE TERRIBLE TORTURES RAFA
By Paul Joyce
Liverpool 1 - 3 Chelsea

IT took three years and 16 matches for Rafa Benitez to grow to loathe Jose Mourinho. One evening spent in the ­company of Guus Hiddink and he will already be sick of the sight of him.

Chelsea savoured a momentous victory last night and that it even came tinged with a sense of disappointment merely served to underline the swashbuckling style with which they responded to seeing Liverpool lead inside six minutes.
A booking for John Terry after an ill-advised jump into Pepe Reina means their skipper will be suspended when hostilities are renewed at Stamford Bridge next Tuesday, but the biggest gripe Hiddink will have is that the margin of victory was not more.
Liverpool must score three times in the second leg to keep their Champions League dreams alive and the miracle of Istanbul will be name-checked time and time again in the coming days.
Had Didier Drogba not carelessly discarded his shooting boots here then the regret Benitez was left with could have been replaced by ridicule.
When he turned home Michael Ballack’s cross in the 67th minute to open up a yawning gap, it was fourth-time lucky for him having spurned three palatable chances.
Yet a rumbustious quarter-final was not the biggest surprise, nor even Drogba’s profligacy, but the sight of Branislav Ivanovic twice scoring with headers from corners served to highlight Liverpool’s weaknesses.
Terry had spoken with discerning honesty about “dreading” the prospect of trying to halt the juggernaut Steven Gerrard has resembled of late.
Hiddink must have felt the same way judging by his decision to hand Michael Essien the unenviable task of ensuring Gerrard’s influence did not reach a makeshift Chelsea defence shorn of Ricardo Carvalho and containing Ivanovic at right-back.
While acknowledging Essien’s energy meant he was the only one capable of accepting the challenge, Hiddink must have initially worried what his team would lose further forward.
It was a concern that was immediately compounded when, with the Kop’s deafening war cry still reverberating around this famous stadium, Liverpool bounded out of the traps intent on wreaking havoc.
The warning was sounded inside two minutes when a waspish Dirk Kuyt drive was goalbound until Ivanovic diverted it behind and a sense of calm had not been properly restored when Anfield exploded.
Gerrard’s sheer presence prompted the mayhem, with a panicked Alex snaking out a boot to half-clear the ball to Kuyt, whose clever pass sent Alvaro Arbeloa scampering into the space behind Ashley Cole. And Arbeloa was granted time to measure a cross which Fernando Torres swept home with the sort of simplicity that betrayed both the occasion and the stakes.
For those – and the two managers were among them – who had predicted a cagey, suffocating affair, then the contest which unfolded at breakneck speed proved a refreshing antidote. This was titanic rather than tedious.
The unerring finishing of Torres was quickly magnified as Liverpool replicated Chelsea’s slap-dash defending and almost gifted them an equaliser within 60 seconds.
Salomon Kalou dispossessed the dawdling Fabio Aurelio and played in Drogba, whose rasping volley was blocked by Reina. Drogba cursed his misfortune and his mood was hardly improved just before the half-hour.
On this occasion it was Ballack who threaded an exquisite pass to his team-mate. Having given Jamie Carragher the slip, the ball sat up beautifully but a left-foot volley sailed into the Kop .
There had been more chances in the opening 30 minutes last night than in all of their previous eight collisions in this competition put together.
Chelsea’s response had been increasingly assured and deserving of a reward, though the manner of their equaliser would have dismayed Benitez. A corner from Florent Malouda was straight forward but Ivanovic, having escaped Xabi Alonso, was allowed to arrive between Martin Skrtel and Albert Riera to head home.
Hiddink will have privately marvelled at the manner in which his players shrugged off the setback of conceding so early to showcase the spirit and strength to play their way back into an enthralling encounter. Whether under Luiz Felipe Scolari they would have mustered the confidence to do so is doubtful and Chelsea’s invention almost brought a further prize.
Again it was Drogba who was left tormented. There was a suspicion of handball as he controlled Lampard’s pass following a mistake by Aurelio but, having been allowed to proceed into the area where he pushed a shot past Reina, parity was only preserved by Carragher’s goal-line clearance.
It did not matter. Ivanovic powered another header from a Lampard corner with the home markers again AWOL and Drogba’s belated intervention made it almost the perfect night.
Liverpool (4-2-3-1): Reina; Arbeloa, Carragher, ­Skrtel, Aurelio (Dossena 75); Lucas (Babel 79), Alonso; Kuyt, Gerrard, Riera (Benayoun 67); Torres. Booked: Aurelio. Goal: Torres 6.
Chelsea (4-1-4-1): Cech; Ivanovic, Alex, Terry, Cole A; Essien; Kalou, Ballack, Lampard, Malouda; Drogba ­(Anelka 80). Booked: Kalou, Terry. Goals: Ivanovic 39, 62, Drogba 67.
Referee: C Larsen (Denmark).

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Star:
IVAN'S JUST SO TERRIBLE FOR RAFA
Liverpool 1 Chelsea 3

Two-goal Branislav Ivanovic put Chelsea in the Champions League box seat with his first goals for the club.

The defender scored either side of half-time with Didier Drogba adding a third to leave Liverpool needing a miracle in Tuesday’s second leg of this quarter-final.
Chelsea were almost left counting the cost of two glaring first-half misses from Drogba after Fernando Torres had shot Liverpool into an early lead.
Then Ivanovic headed the visitors level to spare Drogba’s blushes in a pulsating encounter.
Torres stunned the Blues with a superb finish to give Rafa Benitez’s men the lead after just six minutes.
But how different it could have all been if ace marksman Drogba hadn’t squandered those two superb chances.
A cracking game had got off to a brisk enough start as it was when Torres suddenly handed a massive advantage to Liverpool with a brilliant strike.
Liverpool had threatened to go in front even earlier when Dirk Kuyt’s beautifully-struck, 20-yard volley flew goalwards, only to be taken off course by the head of Ivanovic.
But within minutes the ground exploded as Liverpool edged in front through Spanish hitman Torres.
Chelsea looked to have cleared their ranks when Alex’s overhead kick thwarted Steven Gerrard but when Kuyt sent Xabi Alonso down the right with a magnificent flicked pass, Chelsea were badly stretched.
Alonso’s sweeping low cross was perfectly directed towards an unmarked Torres, who took it first time a yard back from the penalty spot and fired a crisp shot into the bottom corner of the net.
But Chelsea didn’t give themselves time to get down in the dumps and should have been level within a minute.
Fabio Aurelio was robbed by Salomon Kalou and when he put Drogba clear on goal there seemed to be only one outcome. But keeper Pepe Reina made himself big and, though he should have been given no chance, he managed to block magnificently to leave Drogba holding his head in disbelief.
Chelsea enjoyed a spell in control and then managed to get level with a crucial away goal in the 39th minute.
The Ivory Coast striker definitely should have equalised on the half- hour when Michael Ballack set him up perfectly just seven yards out with a terrific, sweeping cross.
Drogba took it with his left foot and really only had to find the target, but shot over with audible gasps of relief from the home crowd.
How happy he must have been a few minutes later when Ivanovic showed a true striker’s finish with a headed goal from a corner which Liverpool will surely have nightmares over.
Ivanovic managed to shrug off Alonso and worm his way between four other red shirts to level things up with a stunning header.
It was a fitting end to a fantastic opening half during which both sides displayed a real devil-may-care showcase of attacking football.
Kop boss Benitez had good cause to be wary going into this double-header despite his side’s blistering form.
For now, Liverpool’s snapping at the heels of stuttering Manchester United for the Premier League title, had to be put on hold.
Chelsea boss Guus Hiddink made no secret of his side’s desire to try and get at least one away goal to take back to Stamford Bridge.
These two giants of the domestic game have clashed in the Champions League for the past five seasons – and the side playing in front of their own fans first has gone on to lose in their three semi-final meetings.
But Chelsea sent the five-times winners tumbling out in the final four last season to set up that epic clash with Sir Alex Ferguson’s men.
And the heartache of that penalty shoot-out defeat meant that Hiddink would have to say little to ensure his men’s minds were on the job and up for it. While Benitez’s prowess in the European showpiece is legendary, Hiddink is also tried and tested having won it in 1988 with PSV Eindhoven.
One strange fact that emerged from the star-packed teams is that Hiddink had four players on the bench with Champions League winners’ medals – Ricardo Carvalho, Deco, Juliano Belletti and Nicolas Anelka.
Yet he had no-one in his starting line-up who could make a similar boast.
The pace of the game was absolutely breathtaking with both sides giving no quarter in as good a display of attacking, open football as you are likely to see. Arbeloa was only inches off target with a cleverly engineered curling shot which finished just inches wide of the angle.
Then Petr Cech was forced into action at the other end, flinging himself bravely in the way to pull out a superb block to deny Kuyt.
Drogba must have thought it wasn’t going to be his night when a third attempt to get on the scoresheet fell on stony ground minutes after the interval.
He bypassed Reina and sent an angled shot goalwards to put Chelsea in front only to see Kop hero Jamie Carragher scramble back to scoop it off the line.
Ivanovic stunned Anfield with an almost carbon copy of his first goal in the 62nd minute from another corner.
Then Drogba put Chelsea on the verge on the semi-finals when he swept in Florent Malouda’s pinpoint cross following Michael Ballack’s superb through ball five minutes later.
The only Chelsea blemish was a Terry booking for a challenge on Reina. It rules him out of the return.

Sunday, April 05, 2009

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Sunday Times

Midas touch eludes messiah
Newcastle United 0 Chelsea 2
Jonathan Northcroft at St James’ Park

THE Messiah moment came and went at around half past four. With a triangular passing move of sudden quality - far better than anything they managed during the rest of the afternoon - Newcastle played Michael Owen into a scoring position and his shot cannoned off Alex, struck John Mikel Obi, and dropped beyond Petr Cech.
The ball was a foot over the line when Ashley Cole volleyed it away. A goal. Resurrection’s start. There were 52,112 disciples and their Saviour looked to Rob Styles’ assistant for confirmation, as did the referee himself, but his flag hung idle, limp. If Alan Shearer is to take the long walk across water that would end with Newcastle achieving safety, he can do without fate’s hand thrusting from beneath the surface and pulling him under.
As a player little stood between Shearer and miracles. His talent was rare, his body strong, his willpower supreme. But managers are at the mercy of so many other variables, among which refereeing decisions are included. The greatest ones are footballers, your own and the opposition’s, and both had made a winning start to dugout life unlikely long before the linesman’s mistake. Chelsea’s were too good, Newcastle’s not good enough. It was 2-0 to the visitors when Owen “scored” and a comeback would have still been surprising at 2-1.
Mon Mome had just won the Grand National and lightning was unlikely to strike sport twice in a day, as far as fairy-tales were concerned.
St James’ Park seemed to know it. Hype said it would be a cauldron of seething Geordie noise but reality dictated that Newcastle’s plight, and abysmal run, which now stands at one win in 12 league games, spawned a nervous pessimism around the stadium. Keegan has been and gone, and been and gone again. Sir Bobby Robson had his time.
Once an initial burst of hymns for Shearer was over, they watched in silence as these 90 minutes offered fresh perspective on their club’s problems. The stadium grew even more sullen when news of Stoke winning at West Brom came through. Newcastle are now six points adrift of the Potteries side, who they play next week, and their best hope of survival might lie in Sunderland suffering a further collapse.
“It was a hard task when I took over and now it’s harder. The linesman made a mistake but it’s not his fault that we lost today,” Shearer said. “We had a chat in the dressing room and we know what needs to be done but knowing and doing are different things.” He had strode from the tunnel, cool suit, hands in pockets, chewing gum, with the swagger of an older brother back to sort out a family mess, but certain problems are insoluble. The ability level of Newcastle’s squad is probably lower than at any time since Keegan took them into the Premier League in 1993 and they look like relegation fighters. Shearer’s match analysis was accurate: “Effort-wise there were no complaints but we could step up our quality.”
Owen is this club’s remaining marquee name but he was starved of supply, Newcastle unable to achieve sustained possession in forward areas and never likely to receive gifts from a top defence in top form. The support for Owen from Obafemi Martins, Jonas Gutierrez, Peter Lovenkrands and Damien Duff - who replaced Lovenkrands when the Dane was taken to hospital with breathing difficulties - was scatty. Shearer went for a back-to-basics 4-4-2 framework, but football is more complicated than when he played and Chelsea’s formation was multi-tiered and gave them an extra man in central midfield. From there they controlled the game.
For a while Newcastle staved off the worst via sweat. Shearer had invigorated his players sufficiently for them to contest every ball full-bloodedly and hunt in packs when there was an opponent to be pressed. Florent Malouda forced a reflex save from Steve Harper at the end of a flashing Chelsea counter-attack, but the response was immediate. Gutierrez played Jose Enrique down the line, the Spaniard drilled a low cross to the near post and Martins, improvising as the ball bounced in front of him, directed it close using his chest.
Frank Lampard was booked for diving, but hope was draining rapidly and dread was flooding in. Nicolas Anelka went through and seemed certain to score but Harper denied him and the goalkeeper defied Malouda when the Frenchman turned and shot from close range. Then, on 55 minutes, Chelsea scored, confirming that nothing had changed in Newcastle’s error-strewn defence. Duff put Fabricio Coloccini under pressure with a pass, Anelka caught the Argentine in possession, the ball ran free and both Lampard and Malouda got to it ahead of Coloccini and Anelka was through again. Harper charged out and partially blocked Anelka’s shot but the ball spun and hit the junction between post and bar and Lampard, with a diving header, converted the rebound.
One-nil became 2-0 so quickly and so easily. Cech sent a long kick down the field, Anelka beat Habib Beye to win a flick on, and Lampard gathered before sending Malouda beyond Ryan Taylor with a weighted pass. Malouda finished well, shooting under Harper as the goalkeeper dived. Shearer spent the remainder of the action chuntering to Iain Dowie, his assistant, about the officiating and Newcastle’s play. It could have been worse. Salomon Kalou had a one-on-one with Harper in stoppage time but Harper made an outstanding block with his legs and there was a further chance for a third for Chelsea, which Lampard missed.
Not one of Newcastle’s remaining fixtures looks easy but Shearer is determined to stay positive. “We don’t have to play Chelsea every week,” he pointed out. But when he went back down the tunnel at full-time the swagger had gone. There was a pinch of the nose, shake of the head, and quick march to the dressing room.
NEWCASTLE: Harper 8, Ryan Taylor 5, Beye 6, Coloccini 5, Jose Enrique 6, Gutierrez, Nolan 5 (Guthrie 69min), Butt 6, Lovenkrands 4 (Duff 4, 44min), Owen 5, Martins 4 (Carroll 81min)
CHELSEA: Cech 7, Ivanovic 6, Alex 7, Terry 7, Ashley Cole 7, Essien 6 (Ballack 6, 57min), Mikel 7, Lampard 8, Malouda, Anelka 7 (Di Santo 67min), Kalou 6
Yellow cards: Chelsea: Lampard, Malouda, Mikel
Star man: Frank Lampard (Chelsea)
Referee: R Styles Attendance:52,112
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Telegraph:

Alan Shearer given a reality check as below-par Chelsea sink Newcastle
There are some messes beyond even a messiah.
Those among the throng gathered for Alan Shearer’s rapture who believed their prayers had been answered can now be sure the real test of faith is yet to come. By Rory Smith at St James’ Park

The second coming briefly, brightly burned away the gloom which had shrouded St James’ Park ever since Kevin Keegan’s road to Damascus moment last year. Paeans to Shearer’s passion and iron will greeted the prodigal’s return. Limp defeat to a sub-par Chelsea proved that belief alone will not be enough.
In Nicky Butt’s endless, fierce tackling, in Obafemi Martins’ energy and power, there was evidence enough that Shearer has conveyed to his players the urgency of Newcastle’s plight, the dire straits that convinced the head to listen to the call of the heart.
Miracles elude Shearer But by the time goals from Frank Lampard and Florent Malouda had condemned Shearer to a defeat in his first outing and cut Newcastle three points adrift in the relegation zone, it was clear that the club’s directionless apathy was only part of the problem. Whatever the names on the payroll suggest, Newcastle are not too good to go down, not too good at all.
Kevin Nolan looks a shadow of the player he was. It is hard to believe Damien Duff, an ineffective substitute, was once one of Chelsea’s best players. Michael Owen, admittedly returning from injury, again made Fabio Capello’s judgment look sound. The defence is bordering on the shambolic.
For a crowd supposed to be in the throes of joy, the fans were subdued. When Keegan returned, the atmosphere was celebratory. Aside from the first 10 minutes, when every attacking throw-in was greeted with the fervour of a winning goal in a Cup final, wearied cynicism set in.
Shearer’s charges gave them precious little to cheer, Martins scuffing their one clear-cut chance of the opening period wide.
Chelsea should have been ahead by that stage anyway, Salomon Kalou weakly heading straight at Steve Harper after Ashley Cole found him 12 yards out and free of the attentions – periodic at best throughout the afternoon – of what passes for Newcastle’s defence.
The visitors barely shifted out of second gear and for much of the game gave the impression of a side simply determined not to risk injury ahead of their annual Champions League clash at Anfield. For a side who were not conspicuously trying, though, their supremacy over hosts with Shearer’s inspiration supposedly coursing through their veins was embarrassing.
Nicolas Anelka wasted the best chance of the first half, racing on to Lampard’s through ball, holding off Habib Beye but finding only the side netting.
Guus Hiddink’s side are hardly football’s great romantics. He admitted their plan was to drain the spirit from the crowd and then from the team. Once jubilation had been replaced by dread, they went about their business of spoiling the occasion with ruthless efficiency.
Malouda shot straight at Harper and Anelka should have done better than a weak header after more good work from his French international team-mate before the two combined to allow Lampard to put the hosts out of their misery. Malouda closed down Fabricio Coloccini, the ball ran to Anelka, his chip came back off the bar and the England man was on hand to roll the ball home.
The resistance crumbled. Seven minutes later, it was two, another goal of stunning simplicity as Lampard, collecting Anelka’s flick, fed Malouda and the winger slotted home.
Newcastle could have conceded more as they chased the game, Lampard twice testing Harper, Michael Ballack going close and Kalou wasting one clear-cut opportunity.
Newcastle should at least have had a consolation they scarcely deserved, Owen’s shot from Butt’s through ball seemingly squirming over the line via John Obi Mikel’s chest, but Rob Styles, hoodwinked by Ashley Cole’s desperate lunge, waved Newcastle’s appeals away.
All hope gone, Shearer’s faithful began to depart. He has not lost his flock yet, but he has just seven games to save them.

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Newcastle 0 Chelsea 2:Hiddink's masters highlight Shear task of reviving the Toon
By Rob Draper

St James' Park was bathed in spring sunshine, Sir Bobby Robson and Paul Gascoigne were back in town and throughout the city centre black-and-white striped shirts were sported in defiant hope. It was like a gathering of the clans and in these circumstances this stadium is as inspiring as any, towering above players, fans and the city of Newcastle itself. And yet Newcastle United FC must begin acquainting themselves with the prospect of relegation to the Championship. Alan Shearer, it transpires, cannot produce instant makeovers of poor players or craft immediate victories from a failing team.
Games at fellow strugglers Stoke and Tottenham and against Portsmouth back here in the next three weeks will likely decide the issue, but for now Newcastle remain three points adrift of safety with just seven games to play.'It was always a hard task and it still is,' said Shearer. 'There are seven games now instead of eight but I'm optimistic. I'm confident and, more importantly, my players are confident that we can avoid the drop.
'One game is a hell of a long time in football and we have seven left. Results have gone against us today but we already knew we were in a fight.' It was almost inevitable that the anticipation which preceded the match would exceed the event itself, but no one quite expected as tame a surrender as this, even though Shearer had done his best to temper the understandable excitement.
Though he was last of all the coaching staff and players to emerge from the tunnel to a predictable roar from the stands, there was to be no indulging the cult of the local hero, despite the musical prompt. He was submerged by photographers but made no effort to fight his way out to acknowledge the crowd, nor was he tempted to encroach on to the pitch for a cursory wave. Even when he did first emerge from the dugout after 11 minutes to roar instructions to his team, he still declined to respond to the chorus requesting a wave. The louder they roared his name, the more intensely his steely eyes focused on the match in hand. 'I was determined to keep it as low key as possible,' he acknowledged. 'I'll try to do anything to deflect it away from me.' Early on, he laughed and joked with the linesman and fourth officonfidencecial, yet soon he wore the creased frown of frustration. Free-kicks had been wasted by Ryan Taylor, chances spurned by Obafemi Martins, possession ceded and defence abandoned. There was no shortage of endeavour, yet there is more than a lack of at Newcastle; there is a scarcity of quality. Granted, Newcastle were unfortunate to lose Peter Lovenkrands on 44 minutes to a back injury that saw him rushed to hospital with breathing difficulties. Happily, he had stabilisedby the final whistle but his departure was a heavy blow. Lost amid all this was a revival of sorts, but not the one the faithful had come to witness. Chelsea recovered some of the ground they had lost when losing to Tottenham two weeks ago and now stand again on the threshold of the title race. 'Now we regret even more the points we lost at Spurs, but until it is over we will keep fighting and putting pressure on both of the teams at the top,' said Guus Hiddink. The visitors' break came on 55 minutes and Fabricio Coloccini's defending could not have been worse. It was his poor clearance that allowed Chelsea to launch their attack. Then, as he stooped to clear again, he dithered and touched the ball towards Steve Harper, allowing Nicolas Anelka to pounce. Harper bravely deflected that shot but it looped upwards and on to the bar before falling kindly on to the head of Frank Lampard, who nodded home from a few yards out. Shearer turned to his bench, arms outstretched, incredulous. Yet there was more. On 64 minutes, Newcastle's central defenders failed to deal with a goal-kick from Petr Cech. Anelka won the header and Lampard touched the ball to the onrushing Florent Malouda, who finished calmly from eight yards out. Only briefly were the home fans animated thereafter, when Owen weaved his way through the penalty are and unleashed a shot which deflected off John Obi Mikel. It seemed to travel well over the line before Ashley Cole hooked clear, but referee Rob Styles waved play on. It was an injustice, yet by the end even that seemed to be a footnote and commendably Shearer acknowledged as much. 'The linesman made a mistake but that's not an excuse. He's not the reason why we lost.' So, there was to be no heroic homecoming. As Newcastle fans know better than most, it takes more than a charismatic personality to reverse a decade of mismanagement.
NEWCASTLE (4-4-2): Harper; Taylor, Beye, Coloccini, Enrique; Gutierrez, Nolan (Guthrie 69min), Butt, Lovenkrands (Duff 44); Martins (Carroll 81), Owen. Subs (not used): Smith, Geremi, Edgar, Forster.CHELSEA (4-3-3): Cech; Ivanovic, Alex, Terry, A Cole; Essien (Ballack 57), Mikel, Lampard; Kalou, Anelka (Di Santo 67), Malouda. Subs (not used): Carvalho, Deco, Belletti, Hilario, Mancienne. Booked: Lampard, Mikel. Referee: R Styles (Hampshire).
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Independent:
Chelsea give Shearer brutal reality check
Newcastle United 0 Chelsea 2
By Michael Walker at St James' Park

His head shaking, the swear words tumbling forth, his body taut with repressed anger as he surely wondered about the decision he made last Monday, Alan Shearer endured his introduction to the brutal trade of football management yesterday. Looking emasculated as his beloved Newcastle United crumbled before his eyes, Shearer was as powerless as any of his predecessors to prevent one of Newcastle's essential characteristics – dismal defending – from kicking in. Chelsea won with too much to spare.
Some might think that in taking 56 minutes to self-destruct, Newcastle had put in some sort of shift but it is no time for even gallows humour. Newcastle will be relegated if they play like this and it would not matter if they had Jock Stein, Brian Clough and Matt Busby on the bench.
That Dennis Wise is attributed with a clinching role in the £12m purchase of Fabricio Coloccini last summer from Deportivo La Coruña is an unappealing irony. It was Coloccini's basic error that led to Frank Lampard's opener, while there was an absence of any Newcastle challenge when Florent Malouda made it 2-0 nine minutes later.
There was some controversy in that Michael Owen had a deflected shot cleared from behind the goalline by Ashley Cole eight minutes on which would at least have altered a surprisingly subdued atmosphere – but the ease with which Chelsea won was reminiscent of their 2-0 win here at the end of last season.
Chelsea were heading off to Moscow then, now they go to Anfield on Wednesday with another away clean sheet – their 11th in the Premier League. Newcastle, however, have one win in 13 now and they travel to Stoke next Saturday. It feels bleak indeed.
Yesterday never really took off for Shearer. As fans unfurled a 'Welcome Home' banner outside the Gallowgate End, inside the stadium the screens were broadcasting events at Ewood Park. The two late goals scored by Blackburn Rovers, Shearer's old club, were not the favour he was looking for. At kick-off that meant the gap between Newcastle and safety had gone up a point from two to three.
This was getting harder by the minute. There was no huddle by the Newcastle players before the first whistle, which was a change of practice, but it was just five minutes before Shearer was shaking his head. That was not. Encouraging a better performance from the team is one thing, but transforming individuals in the space of two training sessions is another. And Jose Enrique has had more established Newcastle managers than Shearer frustrated.
Not long after, at a Chelsea free-kick, Shearer looked at his defence and swivelled round to his coaching staff to ask with bewilderment: "Who's marking John Terry?"
That alarm passed but there were others in a first half that rammed home to Shearer the deficiencies he has to conquer. Steve Harper made a 19th-minute block from Malouda's header and only a last-ditch Habib Beye tackle on Nicolas Anelka on 31 minutes prevented the Chelsea man from getting in a direct strike.
Injuries meant Shearer had placed Ryan Taylor at right back and moved Beye across to centre-half. It was makeshift defending and the absence of Didier Drogba was a blessing. But the Chelsea midfield triangle of Lampard, John Obi Mikel and Michael Essien were comfortable throughout, though Chelsea's failing in the first half was that they were too cautious, with not enough pressure exerted on Newcastle's fragile back four.
That approach changed in the second half. Chelsea's increased urgency was obvious as Malouda exchanged passes with Anelka to rattle the chest of Harper on 51 minutes and then four later Anelka closed down the dallying Coloccini.
That is not the hardest of forward tasks admittedly, and the panic that ensued thereafter was predictable. It was scramble time as Newcastle defenders dispersed; Lampard won a 50/50 with Coloccini, Anelka went toe-to-toe with Harper and the ball was scooped on to the bar. Waiting for it two yards out as it dropped was Lampard who nodded the ball in. Coloccini slapped his sides.
Eight minutes later Jonas Gutierrez had a headed chance, one Shearer would have buried. Gutierrez is still to score for Newcastle. Regret came fast. From a Petr Cech goal-kick in the next minute, the ball travelled 70 yards in the air. Anelka won it and there was Lampard to collect. A simple short pass freed Malouda and his diagonal shot went under Harper's outstretched left arm and into the far corner.

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Observer:
No happy homecoming for Shearer as Chelsea revive their title challenge
Newcastle United 0 Chelsea 2 Lampard 56, Malouda 65
Paul Wilson at St James' Park

What a surprise this was. Not that Alan Shearer failed to have an instant galvanising effect on the Newcastle players – no one actually believes he is capable of miracles – but that the famous Geordie crowd did not manage much of a response to the return of a favourite son.
There were no party hats à la King Kev, there was no great fanfare from a stadium announcer who announced Shearer as "the" new manager rather than "our" new manager, and most surprising of all there was not so much as a hint of Walking in a Shearer Wonderland from the crowd.
In point of fact there was nothing from the crowd. No bounce, no noise, no emotional welcome. The occasion was flat. Perhaps Newcastle are all messiahed out, and who could blame them?
Taking their lead from the terraces the teams duly served up a tepid, forgettable first half. You would never have guessed Chelsea were supposed to be challenging for the title, it looked a lot more like they were keeping their powder dry for Wednesday night at Anfield, when they will find a crowd capable of creating an atmosphere. In an almost featureless 45 minutes before the interval, only Salomon Kalou bringing a save from Steve Harper and Nicolas Anelka seeing a shot blocked by Habib Beye's cover tackle were worthy of note. Newcastle produced even less, just a half chance for Obafemi Martins from a José Enrique cross that the striker was not quite sharp enough to accept.
Martins also shot high and wide early in the second half when a misjudgment by John Terry allowed him a run at goal. It was already beginning to look as though a scrappy game would only produce a goal through a defensive mistake and that is how it proved, though the error was Newcastle's and the beneficiaries Chelsea. Fabricio Coloccini was too ponderous on the edge of his own area, allowing Anelka first to block his clearance then beat him to the loose ball, Anelka's shot over the advancing Harper bounced up off the crossbar and Frank Lampard followed up for an easy header into an unguarded net.
That might have been enough to see off Newcastle, who had never looked much like scoring, though just to make sure Chelsea scored a second nine minutes later. Anelka was involved again, heading on an upfield clearance that came all the way from Petr Cech for Florent Malouda to easily turn Ryan Taylor and shoot past an exposed Harper.
Newcastle were possibly unlucky when Ashley Cole cleared Michael Owen's shot from a position the striker spent some time insisting was at least a foot behind the line. Replays suggested Owen might have had a point, though it would have been a difficult decision for the assistant to award, and Rob Styles did check before waving play on. Shearer had a moan about it too when he checked his monitor but, being powerless to do anything about it, had to revert to striking a succession of macho poses in the technical area and occasionally appealing for free kicks. A bit like his final days as a player, in fact. Losing to Chelsea is no disgrace, though it is the powerless feeling Shearer is going to have to come to terms with, and quickly.

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NOTW:

NEWCASTLE 0, CHELSEA 2 It's car-crash football for Shearer
From ANDY DUNN at St James' Park

SNAKING along 10 miles of A1 tarmac, a traffic queue inched slowly towards Newcastle yesterday morning.
"Shearer? St James' Park?" I asked a traffic cop. "No, car crash," he replied. And never a truer word was said.
Brand new Messiah, same old mess.
If he hadn't sussed it from five-minute highlights packages on Match of the Day, Shearer knows it now. His beloved club is a footballing pile-up.
Collision A sad collision of nostalgia, boadroom comedy and amateur technique.
Gazza shambled around in the stands, Mike Ashley sat with that familiar bemused look, Shearer spent most of his managerial debut turning to his bench and asking what the hell was going on - in language no TV channel would broadcast.
On the field, his team were swatted away by a Chelsea side on a glorified training exercise ahead of Wednesday's Champions League game at Anfield. If Shearer's mind is already drifting to a sofa in West London, who would blame him?
Defensively, Newcastle were a calamity waiting to happen. In midfield, they were lumpen, leaden-footed and loose with possession. Up front, Michael Owen merely loaded the gun for his critics and Obafemi Martins lives in a blind alley. Apart from that...
Drinking
They like drinking in Shearer's Bar before the game. After goals from Frank Lampard - easily the game's most accomplished player - and Florent Malouda it should be renamed the Last Chance Saloon.
And there was nothing here to suggest that Shearer will help Newcastle take that chance. Not even the fervent backing we all expected. They gave Shearer a decent reception but they were hardly laying garlands at his feet. Some almost smelt it for the gimmick it could well turn out to be.
For his part, Shearer looked to the dugout born. A suit sharp enough to slice a half-time orange, the tie-knot a work of precision. And he slipped effortlessly into banter/berating role-play with the fourth official, the inanely grinning Mark Halsey.
That was before Shearer saw at shopfloor level the tools he has to work with. From then on, he was spinning on his heels with increasing frequency, mouthing his exasperation into the dugout.
Rare
"That was a ****** chance," he declared to Iain Dowie and company as Martins slashed one towards the Tyne.
If it was, it was a rare one.
There were a couple of Martins moments and Owen was wrongly denied when Ashley Cole hooked away a deflected shot which was so far over the line it almost lifted the net-pegs out of the ground.
It would have reduced the arrears to one and perhaps given Chelsea an uncomfortable final 20 minutes.
It might even have forced them to break sweat. To take their eyes from the task on Merseyside and concentrate on matters in hand.
Flame This was meant to be a stern examination, an assault on their senses. Instead, it turned into a saunter.
And amidst the Shearer hullabaloo, it is worth remembering that this is a result that keeps Chelsea's Premier League flame flickering.
And. as usual, the torch-bearer is Lampard.
Which leads me to a word about Rob Styles. Terrible.
None of the blue-chip blunders that have dotted his career - just a steady trickle of tedious mistakes and misjudgements.
Lampard took a dive, fact. But it was a delayed reaction to a familiar Nicky Butt ankle-clip.
Grandstanding, Styles flourished a yellow. Fine.
But just a few minutes earlier, he had allowed Butt to go uncautioned for a challenge on Malouda that was half hack, half half-nelson.
But I suppose it was one point of interest in a truly lousy first half.
Errors Guus Hiddink clearly turned up the revs a touch at half-time and Chelsea soon pulled clear.
Lampard's nod into an empty net was the culmination of a comedy of errors - with Fabricio Coloccini the star turn.
The Argentinian's half-blocked clearance and his half-hearted tackle led to Nicolas Anelka's shot looping off Habib Beye, onto the crossbar and down onto Frank's head.
It was a goal Lampard's performance deserved but I'm not quite sure it warranted his taunting celebrations towards all sides of the ground. Everything else was class about Lampard yesterday, but not that.
His pass for the second was certainly class, releasing Malouda with Rolex timing for the Frenchman to slide it beneath Steve Harper.
Anelka was then withdrawn to prepare for his Champions League duties and Chelsea eased down to a canter.
They would have been punished had FIFA introduced goalline technology when they had the chance a couple of years ago.
Issue
But, to his credit, Shearer refused to apportion any responsibility for his first managerial defeat to the officials.
He knew that to do so would have deflected attention away from the real issue at St James' Park.
A supply of confidence that is matched in its shortage only by the supply of quality.
To make matters worse, Peter Lovenkrands - lively for some while - ended up in hospital with a nasty-looking back injury.
This, of course, was a game that Shearer really didn't expect to win, even allowing for the euphoria effect (which actually never materialised).
The full week's training and the trip to the Britannia Stadium, Stoke, is what was probably on his mind when the flashbulbs popped on Thursday.
During his time as a striker here, Shearer always found a way to score. Any way would do. Head, feet, arms, backside.
Somehow, he has got to find a way to keep this wreck afloat.
"You're getting sacked in the morning," chanted the Chelsea supporters.
And Shearer might have been forgiven if, for a brief moment, he thought... "If only".

Sunday, March 22, 2009

sunday papers spurs away 0-1


The Sunday Times
Luka Modric gives Hiddink first Chelsea defeat
Tottenham 1 Chelsea 0: Chelsea fail to capitalise on Man Utd defeat as they slump to a Luka Modric winner at Tottenham
Nick Townsend at White Hart Lane

IN RECENT days Chelsea have reminded you of the rogue truck driver in Steven Spielberg’s film Duel. They have promised a relentless pursuit, driving their quarry to distraction and constant glances in his wing-mirror. That image stayed in the mind yesterday as events across London at Craven Cottage filtered through. Yet despite the rare act of neighbourliness from Fulham, who subjected Manchester United to a second consecutive league defeat, Chelsea failed to capitalise. And like the denouement of the movie, you suspect that the Blues’ title aspirations crashed and burnt here.
In theory, Chelsea are still battling on three fronts for trophies. But interim manager Guus Hiddink, who had overseen a 100% league record since arriving at Stamford Bridge, knew in his heart that this was an opportunity spurned. As he conceded, before departing to Amsterdam to visit his sick father, followed by the journey to Russia to oversee the national team’s World Cup qualification programme: “If Manchester United are losing, those are the moments when you have to strike, and we didn’t do that. That’s why we said beforehand that the pressure was not just on Manchester United. It was on us as well.”
The portents had not been auspicious for Tottenham. Not with one league victory over their London rivals in 37 attempts. Worse, Spurs manager Harry Redknapp had not enjoyed a victory over Chelsea since his West Ham team beat them a decade ago.
How he will have enjoyed this, although at the final whistle a remarkably composed Redknapp’s only show of emotion was a high-five with Luka Modric, the diminutive Croatian who was accorded a standing ovation when he was substituted late on after a performance of vision and industry. “He really is an amazing footballer,” said Redknapp. “And he’s not a lightweight. Physically, he’s not afraid to mix it with the big boys.”
This run of only one defeat in 16 at home under Redknapp means Spurs are aiming for Europe — seventh place should be sufficient — rather than preparing for the Championship. Not that relegation was ever likely, given their plethora of talent.
Things are looking up for Spurs, who announced record profits of £39.8m for the last six months of 2008, though that was not so much financial prudence; more a consequence of the £50m-plus sale of Dimitar Berbatov and Robbie Keane. Keane has returned from Liverpool to a team no longer encumbered by relegation fears, and they took the game to Chelsea.
Early on, it was Michael Essien, determined to make up for lost time, who caught the eye. The Ghanaian has been instrumental in Chelsea recently producing the style of football for which their owner has yearned.
His captain, John Terry, has described Essien as “part-man, part-machine” in recognition of the way he had launched himself body and soul into his previous three league games after a cruciate ligament injury. Not just a powerhouse in himself, but a catalyst, in the manner he has released the potential in others, such as Michael Ballack.
Inevitably, it was Essien who produced the first threat to the home goal, with a fierce drive. Juliano Belletti, who did not have the best of halves, following in, caught Tottenham goalkeeper Heurelho Gomes. Thereafter, however, it was Spurs, the beneficiaries of Modric’s driving presence, who seized the initiative.
Jermaine Jenas’s mighty drive flew just over the angle, and Petr Cech had to stand firm to repel Keane’s volley after Alex allowed a long clearance to bounce through to the Irishman. Keane again tested Cech after Vedran Corluka had thrust into the Chelsea heart and switched the ball to him. Then Keane broke, but despite support, made the save easy for Cech. At the other end, Nicolas Anelka brought Gomes into action, but otherwise Chelsea’s attack looked impotent.
The visitors’ indifferent first half was exemplified by the lack of presence of Didier Drogba, who had got little return from his confrontation with Jonathan Woodgate and Ledley King. The Ivorian had to be helped off just before the interval after a collision with King. The manner in which he staggered off, you feared for his health. But he duly returned after the break. After four minutes of the second period, the striker was angrily demanding more from his teammates after Chelsea had fallen behind.
The goal was fashioned by Aaron Lennon, who has signed a new five-year deal with Tottenham. Although his final ball is sometimes found wanting, this time his low cross dissected two defenders, allowing Modric to steal in and opt for accuracy rather than power to beat Cech. The Croatian failed to connect cleanly with another chance that would have settled matters. And in the final 20 minutes Chelsea were fuelled by hope as Spurs retreated.
Drogba brought a fine save from Gomes, who also denied Ricardo Quaresma. One powerful downward header from Terry was brilliantly turned away. Then, from a Frank Lampard corner, an Alex header bounced up and struck the bar.
Chelsea “will fight to the bitter end”, Hiddink had promised in the week. He knows that if his men continue to succumb so readily, there can be only one conclusion.
Star man: Luca Modric (Tottenham)
Yellow cards: Tottenham: Palacios, Modric Chelsea: Belletti, Ballack
Referee: M Dean
Attendance:36,034
TOTTENHAM HOTSPUR: Gomes 7, Corluka 6, Woodgate 7, King 7, Assou-Ekotto 6, Lennon 7 (Zokora 90min), Jenas 6, Palacios 6, Modric 8 (O’Hara 86min), Bent 5, Keane 6
CHELSEA: Cech 6, Bosingwa 6, Alex 6, Terry 7, A Cole 6, Essien 7 (Malouda 75min), Ballack 5, Lampard 6, Belletti 5 (Quaresma 60 min, 5), Drogba 6, Anelka 5

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Telegraph:

Defeat costs Chelsea title chances at Tottenham HotspurIt was set up beautifully for them, to coin one of Guus Hiddink’s favourite words. By Trevor Haylett at White Hart Lane

With Manchester United’s capitulaton there was the opportunity to reduce the gap at the top of the Premier League to a single point but in a manner that had the home faithful crowing all the way down Tottenham High Road, Chelsea also met defeat and that could prove crucial in the final reckoning.
It was Chelsea’s first reverse in eight games under their Dutch interim manager and they could have no complaints. Tottenham harried them from the first whistle, created the better goalscoring opportunities and after Luka Modric shot them ahead at the start of the second half they proved they had the resilience to shut out the threat from Drogba & Co.
Chelsea were ragged late on, Frank Lampard over-hitting a free-kick into the stands while Ricardo Quaresma did the same with a crossing opportunity. Nevertheless it took a tremendous save from Heurelho Gomes to deny John Terry and then fortune favoured the hosts in added time as Alex’s header came back off the bar for the goalkeeper to flap away.
Hiddink is too experienced a manager to know though that Chelsea deserved nothing more. “With Manchester United losing these are the moments that you have to strike and we couldn’t do it,” he said. “It was a missed opportunity but we said before that there’s not only pressure on United but on those chasing them as well.”
A 30-minute delay following a security scare put both sets of supporters in good voice at the start and Spurs responded to the urgings of their followers by hounding their opponents. Darren Bent and Jermaine Jenas were particularly aggressive in the early stages and denied Chelsea the foothold they wanted.
A couple of tricky runs from Aaron Lennon kept the expectancy levels high but it was Chelsea who threatened first when Gomes needed two attempts to grasp Michael Essien’s low effort.
Spurs responded with a Jenas drive that only narrowly cleared the angle of bar and upright. A Robbie Keane volley after Alex had misjudged the bounce of the ball brought Petr Cech into action and he remained the busier of the two goalkeepers as Keane and Modric continued to probe away with intelligence.
Didier Drogba took a whack to the head from Ledley King as they challenged for a high ball and, left groggy, chose to make an early exit for the dressing-room near the end of the first half.
He was there at the restart but it was to witness his side falling behind. Chelsea will look back at two contributory factors to the goal. A moment’s complacency by Michael Ballack meant they didn’t clear their lines cleanly and then they switched off to allow two Spurs players to ghost into space on the edge of the area as Lennon cut the ball back.
Either Keane or Luka Modric could have taken advantage and for a moment it looked as if they were going to get in each other’s way. Keane backed off, leaving the Croatian to sweep home his second league goal of the campaign.
“It was sloppy defending,” said Hiddink, “and we had told them to get through the first 10 minutes of the second half and then we could take control. Sometimes with gifted players they look to make the perfect pass but they just have to clear it. When you’re in the kitchen and it’s steaming you have to extinguish the fire.”
An identical move might have brought a second but this time Modric shot into the ground. At the other end Spurs needed Gomes to be fully alert when Drogba tried to blast one in at the near post. His reflexes were never better demonstrated that when he kept out Terry as all Chelsea’s late endeavours came to nought, pushing Spurs up into the top half of the table.
“It was well deserved over the 90 minutes,” said Harry Redknapp. “The only time they got at us was in the last 15 minutes when they started launching it.”

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Tottenham 1 Chelsea 0: Guus Hiddink knows the score but can't close the gap
By IAN RIDLEY

The strains of Glory, Glory Tottenham Hotspur broke out as the final whistle sounded at White Hart Lane, but down in the King's Road last night the old Ian Dury classic What a Waste might have been more appropriate.With kick-off delayed for 30 minutes by a security scare outside the ground, Chelsea began the game knowing that Manchester United were losing at Fulham, a defeat confirmed midway through the second half here. The carrot could hardly have been bigger.
Instead, there is merely stick for a lame and limp Chelsea who blew their big opportunity.
Only belatedly did they stir themselves, with Spurs goalkeeper Heurelho Gomes proving himself a hero as the home side clung on to the outstanding Luka Modric's goal from early in the second half.Chelsea remain four points behind United when the gap could have been just one. 'If it is steamy in the kitchen, you have got to put out the fire,' lamented the Chelsea manager Guus Hiddink.
'We talked at half-time about them coming at us in the first 10 minutes and after that we could control the game. But it was sloppy defence to let them score their goal. Then the team woke up.'But the wake-up call was from a recurring bad dream. It was this very week last year when they were held 4-4 by Spurs, after being 3-1 up, and their title challenge began its list towards the rocks.
Their stumble this time around was all the more baffling, given their dominance over their north London rivals. They went into the game having lost only once against them in 17 Premier League seasons. In addition, they had won all four league games since Hiddink replaced Luiz Felipe Scolari.Chelsea met Spurs, though, at a bad time, with Harry Redknapp's managerial manoeuvres now beginning to pay off. They have lost only once at home in 17 games under him, and have taken 14 points from their last six unbeaten games.'Well-deserved,' was his verdict. 'They only got at us in the last 15 minutes when they started launching it. We are playing as good as anybody in the country. We worked them hard and everybody stuck to their job.'The UEFA Cup - the Europa League next season - could even be a target. 'You've got to fancy it,' said Redknapp. 'We've got to start looking upwards now.'Chelsea have not beaten a London club in the league this season and it was easy to see why in the first half.
They were slow to start and although Michael Essien, whose return has galvanised Chelsea, got in a low shot that Gomes saved well, it took almost another half hour for the Tottenham goalkeeper to be troubled again, saving from Nicolas Anelka. In between, a bubbly Tottenham created the better openings, with Robbie Keane looking especially bouncy.
After Jermaine Jenas had sent a fierce shot just over the angle of Petr Cech's post and crossbar, Keane forced a good save from the goalkeeper with a powerful drive. The Irish striker should have done better, though, when set up by Vedran Corluka for a shot from the edge of penalty area but hit it at Cech.Surely Hiddink would instil more urgency into his side for the second half? Instead, it was Tottenham who showed greater eagerness and claimed the lead. Aaron Lennon teased Ashley Cole out on the right before sending in a low cross, which was met sweetly by Modric, sweeping the ball in from 12 yards past an uncharacteristically languid Cech.'Modric is a special footballer,' said Redknapp. 'And he's definitely not a lightweight. He's much stronger than that.'
Chelsea did improve with the arrival of Ricardo Quaresma. First he supplied Frank Lampard for a header that Corluka blocked then, after Drogba had seen a shot saved by Gomes, the Portuguese curled in another that the goalkeeper clutched. The Brazilian did even better with a late save from John Terry's pointblank header.'I brought him from Brazil to PSV Eindhoven,' said Hiddink of Gomes. 'It was the same there. In the first weeks he had a difficult time but I know that he is a great athlete and will save Tottenham points.'Now Chelsea can only hope that theirs was an aberration, while Manchester United's almost unheard of consecutive defeats constitute a proper blip.
TOTTENHAM (4-4-2): Gomes; Corluka, Woodgate, King, Assou-Ekotto; Lennon (Zokora 90min), Palacios, Jenas, Modric (O'Hara 87); Bent, Keane.Subs (not used): Cudicini, Bentley, Huddlestone, Pavlyuchenko, Dawson.Booked: Palacios, Modric.
CHELSEA (4-4-2): Cech; Bosingwa, Alex, Terry, A Cole; Belletti (Quaresma 61), Essien (Malouda 76), Lampard, Ballack; Drogba, Anelka.Subs (not used): Hilario, Ivanovic, Di Santo, Kalou, Mancienne.Booked: Belletti, Ballack.

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Independent:

Modric halts Hiddink's run as Chelsea fail to narrow gap
Tottenham Hotspur 1 Chelsea 0
By Jason Burt at White Hart Lane

As Guus Hiddink boarded his plane back to Amsterdam last night for the international break that then takes him on to Russia, he will have reflected on this, the one that got away and with it, perhaps, the slim hopes of the Premier League title also. Sloppy, wasteful and, for the first time under him, an intimation from the Chelsea manager, interim or permanent, that "gifted players" at his disposal had perhaps believed the hype a bit too much. Again. They let him, and Chelsea, down.
"It was a huge opportunity missed, knowing that United were 2-0 down," Hiddink said, containing his rage. Just. "By the time the team had woken up they were down." But that opportunity to close the gap at the top to a single point was tossed away, and the Dutchman's eighth game in charge ended with a first defeat. "These are the moments to strike," Hiddink added.
Because of a delayed start – a suspect vehicle meant the match kicked off at 3.30pm – Chelsea knew what had happened at Craven Cottage. It made it all the more annoying for Hiddink, whose ire must have been directed at lacklustre displays by Michael Ballack and Nicolas Anelka in particular. Still, Spurs were indebted to two outstanding saves late on from Heurelho Gomes – palming away John Terry's point-blank header from a free-kick and tipping another header, this time from Alex, on to the crossbar in injury time. Not that Spurs, bold and positive, didn't deserve their victory, courtesy of a fine strike from the impressive Luka Modric even if, for his intelligence, his calm in the eye of a raging storm of a London derby, Robbie Keane was the stand-out presence.
Spurs are resurgent under Harry Redknapp, who boldly claimed that his team were playing as well as any in the League and that all fear of relegation was now banished. Instead it is onwards and upwards and a tilt at grabbing that seventh spot, and Europa League football next season.
Qualifying for next year's World Cup is, for the next 10 days at least, Hiddink's primary concern after he visits his sick, elderly father today before flying to Moscow for two games – Russia at home to Azerbaijan and away to Liechtenstein. It may be somewhat different to the white heat and fury of this encounter.
How Chelsea missed Ricardo Carvalho. A swollen ankle ruled out the defender and soon Spurs were stretching their opponents, with Jermaine Jenas's drive narrowly clearing the bar and, twice, Keane being presented with opportunities, forcing a parry from Petr Cech with a half-volley after Alex's error, and then wasting an opportunity with a side-footed shot, held by the goalkeeper, following a barrelling run by Vedran Corluka.
From Chelsea, there was no threat. And then they fell behind. Ballack was to blame, firstly by surrendering possession and then by failing to track Modric. Ballack's loose clearance eventually led to Jonathan Woodgate heading the ball out to Aaron Lennon, watched by England's manager, Fabio Capello. He ran at Ashley Cole. For once Lennon's delivery was clever and precise as he pulled his cross back for Modric to shoot low and powerfully and beyond Cech for only his fourth goal of a burgeoning season.
Hiddink talked of Chelsea's failure "in the kitchen" to put out Spurs' fire and Modric, in almost a carbon copy of the goal, threatened to add a second when Keane's superb cross-field pass instigated another attack.
Chelsea had to respond. On came Ricardo Quaresma, for the defensive Juliano Belletti, and they poured forward. Ledley King brilliantly blocked Anelka, Gomes parried Drogba's low shot and then the Brazilian made his two outstanding saves to preserve an outstanding victory.
Attendance: 36,034
Referee: Mike Dean
Man of the match: Keane
Match rating: 7/10

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Observer
Chelsea left reeling as Modric spikes their challenge
Tottenham Hotspur 1 Modric 50 Chelsea 0
Duncan Castles at White Hart Lane

Well might Harry Redknapp have smiled as the whistle ended this compelling derby. Rare are the days when Tottenham do serious damage to fellow Londoners. Precious was the pleasure of inflicting the first setback upon a storied foreign coach's entry into the English game.
Guus Hiddink had been making a habit out of the sturdy single-goal victory as Chelsea manager, gradually ratcheting up the pressure on Manchester United at the summit of the Premier League. A run of six domestic victories ended at White Hart Lane as the Dutchman fell to a 1-0 defeat – his frustration increased by the knowledge of United's aberration at Fulham a few miles south-west.
"We missed a huge opportunity," ­Hiddink said. "These are the days in such a tough league when you have to be right at the key moments. If Man United is losing those are the moments to strike, but we didn't do it."
For Spurs it was an afternoon of reassurance as they near the end of an oft-fretful season. Relegation now avoided in all but the arithmetic, their fans will use ­performances such as this as fuel for dreams of what might be next term – imagining the scorer Luka Modric and the creator Aaron Lennon undoing more than just Chelsea. "Well deserved," argued Redknapp with justification. "I think that's 18 points from nine games. The way we're playing I think we are as good as anybody in the country at the moment. We've just got to keep that going."
Criticised both inside and outside the club for deciding to scrap Tottenham's Uefa Cup campaign, Redknapp's reward has been a one-game-a-week schedule and a consistent line-up. Fielding Ledley King at centre-back every match has been an obvious advantage; using the same midfield four has brought a creative understanding. With three trophies to play for and a fragile squad to handle, Hiddink has shuffled both personnel and formation. Here, Alex covered for Ricardo Carvalho's newly strained ankle, while Juliano Belletti replaced Deco on the right of a midfield unusually anchored by Michael Ballack.
Kick-off delayed half an hour as police removed a suspect van from outside the South Stand, Chelsea began scrappily, misplacing passes as the home side rushed bodies behind the ball in their own half and pressed lustily in the other. If Michael Essien pulled an early save from Heurelho Gomes, Belletti caused more pain by ­falling on his compatriot's head.
Hiddink redirected Nicolas Anelka to the left wing as he tried to take a grip on possession, but it was Tottenham coming closer to goal. Jermaine Jenas curled a shot just over; a long ball put Robbie Keane in for a spectacular volley, spectacularly saved by Petr Cech. Corners were a threat and the captain strained Cech again after Vedran Corluka sprinted away from two markers to manufacture another opening.
Chelsea were struggling, their only other first-half chance coming when Didier Drogba optimistically attempted a tight-angled volley that flew across the area for Anelka to shoot on target. The Ivorian was forced to take his half-time break early, unintentionally clattered by King as they contested a high ball.
Drogba returned after the interval, but so did Chelsea's troubles. Applying the game sense Redknapp has been teaching him, Lennon shifted Ashley Cole left and right, then clipped a pass low and square into the area. Devoid of a marker, Modric swivelled directly into a shot that angled wide enough of Cech to find the net.
Soon the pair almost repeated the dose, Lennon crossing and Modric shooting higher as Cech scrambled away. ­Hiddink added a genuine winger in Ricardo Quaresma, but his team's chances came from distance and Gomes's hesitation on a cross. When Florent Malouda joined him and Chelsea went to 4-2-4, John Terry had a close-range header gloriously saved by Gomes. From the subsequent corner Lennon demonstrated there is still some polishing to be done as he broke away and chose the sky over three team-mates.
As Chelsea pushed even their centre-backs up, Tottenham grew agonisingly looser. King saved them from Anelka with a lunging block, Alex headed on to the underside of the bar, and Ballack's shot in the dying seconds was cleared from the line. It was a defeat, said Hiddink, that came from "sloppy defending" and a poor start to both halves. Only because Chelsea lost was he even speaking to the media, having a flight to catch to Amsterdam to visit his ill father: "There are more important things in life."

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NOTW:
TOTTENHAM 1, CHELSEA 0 Capital punishment for Hiddink
From ROB SHEPHERD at White Hart Lane, 21/03/2009

GUUS HIDDINK offered a dose of double Dutch after Chelsea failed to re-assert themselves as credible title challengers.
“When you are in the kitchen and it’s steaming, you have to learn to extinguish the fire,” Hiddink reflected enigmatically following Luka Modric’s winner for Tottenham.
But Hiddink’s underlying message was crystal clear. Chelsea blew a massive chance on a day when Manchester United invited them back into the title race.
“That was a huge opportunity missed,” he agreed.
“We knew that Manchester United were losing and this was a chance for us to make ground — and when the right opportunity comes along you have to take the key moments and turn them to your advantage.
“But we didn’t do that and it’s not just about us not making ground up on United but also letting Liverpool in. This was a moment to strike and we didn’t do that.”
Quite what the fire was referring to was not quite so obvious.
And Hiddink was in too much of a hurry to elaborate as he rushed off to catch a flight to see his ill father in Amsterdam before joining up with Russia.
It could have been the opportunity presented by United’s failure at Fulham, or when Tottenham stepped up a gear just after the break.
More particularly, though, it seemed a reference to the failure of Michael Ballack to use his experience in the 50th minute and quell a Tottenham attack which eventually led to Modric’s goal.
After the first wave was broken up, Ballack had the chance to clear but mis-hit the ball. Jonathan Woodgate nodded out wide to Aaron Lennon, who teased Ashley Cole before pulling back a precise cross into the path of Modric. The Croatian midfielder then slotted an emphatic shot from the edge of the box beyond Petr Cech.
It was only Modric’s second league goal since his £15million summer move from Dinamo Zagreb. But it was just what his outstanding display deserved.
Clearly, Hiddink felt the strike could have been prevented as he complained: “We were very sloppy on their goal. Big internationals with lots of caps should know you can’t always look for the perfect pass.”
One suspects Ballack suffered a rather more graphic rollicking than that and the rest of the team a plain rebuke about this opportunity missed.
Yet with the very last kick, Ballack was desperately unlucky not to have redeemed himself when his snap-shot from the edge of the box was chested off the line by Benoit Assou- Ekotto.
Indeed, in the last phase of the game, Chelsea went close to an equaliser on three occasions. Spurs keeper Heurelho Gomes, no longer a clown-like figure, pulled off a stunning reaction save at the foot of his post to keep out a John Terry header in the 79th minute.
Then in stoppage time, after an Alex header had bounced up from the turf and hit the bar, the Brazilian keeper displayed great reflexes to claw the ball away. Moments before, Ledley King made a mighty block to prevent Nicolas Anelka slotting home.
For all the spirit Chelsea displayed in the closing stages, Spurs manager Harry Redknapp was right in his assertion that his side deserved it. They never let Chelsea settle into a rhythm and displayed far more attacking invention.
Spurs are surely now safe, being closer to a Europa Cup spot than the Plimsoll line. That is great credit to how Redknapp has turned the club’s fortunes around since inheriting a dispirited squad from Juande Ramos in October when they were bottom with two points from eight games.
“We have to make certain we are safe, but the time now is to start looking upwards,” said Redknapp.
“We can’t think of ourselves as safe quite yet but we’re playing as well as anybody in the country at the moment.”
Given the way things have suddenly altered at the top, Chelsea will not throw in the towel. But one suspects, just like last season, they will reflected they lost the league at White Hart Lane.
It was precisely this time last year when Chelsea started to allow their title challenge to slip when they surrendered a 3-1 lead, eventually being held to a 4-4 draw.
So even the 30-minute delay to kick-off after a stranded vehicle near the ground caused a security alert did not take any sting out of the start.
It was fast and furious from the off but that was more down to Spurs than Chelsea. Redknapp’s side showed the greater tempo and urgency with Robbie Keane leading the way.
Offered the freedom of expression denied to him in that short stint at Liverpool, Keane was a constant menace, dropping into the hole to create openings and keep Ballack occupied in the holding role.
He was also a goal threat, forcing Cech into a fine save in the 17th minute from a well-hit volley then making the Chelsea keeper react sharply with another effort from the edge of the area.
The Blues struggled to create any sort of threat before the break as they lacked attacking width. With Anelka playing to the left of Didier Drogba rather than wide on the left and Cole pegged back by Lennon, the visitors could not make inroads down that side.
The same applied to the right where Juliano Belletti was out of his depth as a winger. Even when Chelsea got the ball forward, Woodgate and King were in command until that late bombardment.
In contrast, Tottenham were full of menace — especially Modric who is revelling in a role which allows him to roam around the front line from the left. Eventually the adrenalin rush of a new manager had to run out.
Incredibly, this defeat means the Blues have yet to win a London derby this season. That is what you call capital punishment — and it would seem this defeat has killed off Chelsea’s title hopes.

Monday, March 16, 2009

morning papers man city home 1-0




The Times


Michael Essien continues impressive comeback to send Chelsea into second place

Chelsea 1 Manchester City 0
Matt Hughes at Stamford Bridge


Manchester City’s owners are discovering the hard way that the most important ingredients in a team are those that money cannot buy. Commitment, teamwork and organisation were all displayed by Chelsea yesterday as they reestablished their foothold in the title race, but for the visiting team such qualities were nowhere to be seen.
Such characteristics should be instilled by a manager, which is why City may give serious thought to replacing Mark Hughes in the summer. Hughes deserves some sympathy for being saddled with players who appear to have little sense of professional pride, but the buck for failing to motivate them stops with him.
One of the most talented groups of players in the club’s history, who were good enough to beat Arsenal 3-0 in November, have become something of an embarrassment. City could go on to win the Uefa Cup and even qualify for next season’s competition via their league position, but such success should not be allowed to disguise a series of dismal away performances that have brought only one league win this season. Hughes featured on the shortlist when Chelsea were looking for a new manager last summer, but he may have to seek employment at a smaller club in the event that he loses his job Oddly, given the frequency with which they wield the axe, Chelsea stand as exemplars of the model managerial switch, as the side have been transformed since Guus Hiddink took over last month.
The Dutchman has given his players a renewed appetite and self-belief to engineer a run of six wins from seven matches and, given their sense of purpose, it is conceivable that they could go unbeaten for the remainder of the season. Manchester United cannot rest easy on their four-point lead yet, with Chelsea determined to pursue them vigorously.
If Michael Ballack can be successfully converted into a holding midfield player, as Hiddink achieved yesterday, with the Germany captain sitting deep to allow Michael Essien and Frank Lampard to rampage forward at will, anything is possible.
Without leaving second gear Chelsea had far too much for City, who deserved to return to the North West having suffered a repeat of the 6-0 hiding they experienced on their previous visit to Stamford Bridge. If anything, Chelsea’s dominance was even more pronounced than on that occasion and with better finishing they could have moved a long way ahead of United’s goal difference, rather than drawing level on plus 33.
Lampard had the ball in the net in the third minute only to be adjudged offside and the sole surprise when Chelsea took the lead 15 minutes later was the identity of the scorer. One of Essien’s many nicknames is “The Train” - he is also known to his teammates as “The Bison” and, less charitably, “Mummy’s Boy” - and as well as powerful locomotive qualities he also shares the railway network’s occasionally erratic sense of timing, arriving to score for a second time in as many matches after being missing because of injury for most of the season.
To mark his first home appearance since August, City gave Essien the freedom of their penalty area, allowing him to swing wildly at Lampard’s free kick, the ball flying off his shin beyond Shay Given.
If Essien’s goal was fortuitous, then the luck deserted Chelsea for the remainder of the afternoon, particularly in the second half as they pushed to add to their tally. Didier Drogba, Nicolas Anelka and Juliano Belletti went close, while their dominance was such that even Florent Malouda got in on the act, with the substitute having a shot cleared off the line by Richard Dunne.
City offered nothing in return, to leave Hughes searching for excuses, with the Welshman claiming that the bright spring sunshine had adversely affected his players. That may explain why Robinho and Elano sought sanctuary in the dressing-room when they were removed in the second half. Sheikh Mansour, the City owner, may wish to consider installing a retractable roof at the City of Manchester Stadium just in case, as well as signing some players with character.
Chelsea (4-1-4-1): P Cech 5 - J Bosingwa 6, R Carvalho 6, J Terry 6, A Cole 6 - M Ballack 6 - N Anelka 6, F Lampard 7, M Essien 7, Deco 5 - D Drogba 7. Substitutes: J Belletti 6 (for Deco, 41min), F Malouda (for Drogba, 71). Not used: Hilário, J O Mikel, R Quaresma, S Kalou, Alex. Next: Tottenham (a).
Manchester City (4-1-3-2): S Given 6 - M Richards 5, R Dunne 5, N Onuoha 5, W Bridge 5 - P Zabaleta 4 - S Wright-Phillips 5, S Ireland 5, Robinho 4 - F Caicedo 3, Elano 4. Substitutes: C Evans 4 (for Caicedo, 55min), K Etuhu 4 (for Elano, 66), V Bojinov (for Robinho, 81). Not used: J Hart, J Garrido, G Fernandes, G Berti. Next: Sunderland (h).
Referee: M Riley Attendance: 41,810
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Telegraph:


Chelsea leapfrog Liverpool to second spot


Liverpool might have ensured there will be no automatic coronation of Manchester United this season, yet it is Chelsea who are emerging as the most convincing heirs to Sir Alex Ferguson’s Premier League throne. By Jeremy Wilson at Stamford Bidge
Having finished in the top two in each of the past four seasons, they look rejuvenated under Guus Hiddink and their performance in Sunday’s 'Battle of the Billionaires’ against Manchester City suggested a further rediscovery of the resilience and consistency that carried them to five trophies under Jose Mourinho.
A gap of four points and one game to Manchester United may still prove decisive but, unlike Liverpool, Chelsea have an abundance of players with the experience of winning a Premier League title. In Hiddink, they also have a manager with the stature to rival Ferguson and the Dutchman was canny enough yesterday to cast himself as the underdog while deflecting any pressure in the direction of Old Trafford. “It’s clear that after Saturday’s unexpected result that the tension has come back in the league,” said Hiddink. “It gives a blow. It depends on their calmness if it goes on. When you are in the driver’s seat and someone else is coming, you can get a little bit nervous. The door is a little bit open.
Of course [they are vulnerable]. In the Premier League, many teams have the capacity to win there. It’s not a battle between the managers. It’s a battle between the players. Rafael is experienced, Sir Alex is very experienced. Let me, as a schoolboy, chase them.”
The schoolboy, though, may have to do without Deco for the rest of the season after the Portugal midfielder limped off yesterday with a hamstring injury. Hiddink is more confident about Didier Drogba’s ability to quickly recover from a knock to his knee and can draw particular confidence from the return of Michael Essien.
The contrasting performances of Essien, who scored Chelsea’s winning goal after 18 minutes, and Robinho, who was virtually anonymous, certainly supported Hiddink’s pre-match theory that it is not the size of a club’s bank account that counts, but the way they utilise their resources.
Luiz-Felipe Scolari previously declared that a fit Essien would be like having “five new players” and, in the space of just six days, the Ghanaian has gone some way to proving his theory.
Against Juventus, he scored the pivotal goal in Chelsea’s progression to the Champions League quarter-finals and his presence yesterday again inspired fresh midfield urgency.
Sensibly, he was not wasted at right-back or utilised as a holding midfield but instructed to burst forward alongside Frank Lampard.
His goal, though, owed most to quick-thinking and a dash of good fortune. With Lampard lining up a free-kick just inside the Manchester City half, Essien drifted into space on the edge of the penalty area and hooked a first-time volley off his shin beyond Shay Given.
Stephen Ireland was perhaps guilty of some slack marking, though it was not the only time that City were unable to nullify Chelsea’s variety of passing.
Lampard was particularly outstanding and a precise through-ball split the City defence after 36 minutes, with Drogba back-heeling into the path of Michael Ballack, who shot narrowly over.
Chelsea were also denied a convincing penalty claim shortly before half-time when Nedum Onouha appeared to tug at Nicolas Anelka’s shirt and then trip his former team-mate. City could give further thanks for conceding just one goal after Juliano Belletti’s 25-yard shot flew beyond Given but cannoned to safety off the inside of the post.
On the back of just one away league victory this season, there were no real positives from a flat City performance. Robinho’s most memorable contribution involved arguing with Mike Riley over perceived injustices, while Elano headed straight for the tunnel after being substituted. After initially sitting in the dugout, Robinho also reacted to his substitution by heading in the direction of the away dressing-room before the match had finished. “It was difficult to get Robinho into the game,” said Hughes. “But all our attackers struggled. You can’t just expect one player to carry the team. We have other players who have to stand up to the plate.
“All is fine [with Elano]. No problem. With 10 minutes to go, he [Robinho] is getting recovery strategies, fluids down him, so it’s not an issue. The sunshine affected both teams in a negative way. We had to try and put some extra legs and energy on the pitch in the end.”
The boos and chants of “what a waste of money” that accompanied Robinho’s departure, however, suggested that the Chelsea supporters did not share Scolari’s regret over the way Manchester City hijacked his signing. Indeed, after six wins and a draw from seven matches, it is the judgment of Hiddink in which Chelsea can increasingly trust.

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Chelsea 1 Manchester City 0:
Blues jump into second as Robinho flops again By NEIL ASHTON Football News Correspondent
What a result for Chelsea. Not just the victory that leaves them four points behind Manchester United, but their failure to sign Robinho last August is the save of the season. It certainly looked that way when Roman Abramovich walked across the pitch at the final whistle, heading into the home dressing room to slap Guus Hiddink on the back after Chelsea's fourth successive victory in the Barclays Premier League. There were no thumb-sucking celebrations at Stamford Bridge from the Brazilians, just a good old-fashioned strop from two of Manchester City's potential match-winners.
Elano was at it first, feigning surprise when he was substituted in the 65th minute and then heading straight down the tunnel towards the dressing room. A dressing down, more like. He was followed shortly afterwards by Robinho, swapping shirts with Salomon Kalou on his way down the steps and no doubt wishing he had held his nerve last August to wait for Chelsea to improve their offer.
'Don't make anything of it,' pleaded City's manager Mark Hughes after they slipped pathetically to their ninth defeat of the season on the road. Hard not to when two of the Premier League's most talented players wandered aimlessly across the pitch until Hughes plucked up the courage to haul them off. 'You can't expect one player to carry a team. We have other players who have to stand up and be counted. It wasn't Robbie's day.'
Even when the sun is shining, as it was at Stamford Bridge, their team-mates could not convince them to come out to play - they were shirking their responsibilities and hiding in the shade. 'The sun affected both teams,' claimed Hughes. 'It certainly didn't shine too kindly on us.' No kidding. Robinho's sole contribution to the game was to repeatedly tell Michael Ballack to '**** off' as Shaun Wright-Phillips scampered away with the ball after he failed to retreat the full 10 yards when the Chelsea midfielder took a first-half free-kick. This team had 10th written all over them when Robinho scored on his debut in a 3-1 defeat at Eastlands last September and yet apparently they are making great strides. Where are they this morning? Tenth. They are eight places and 26 points behind Chelsea, a team with a sniff - and it is no more than that at the moment - of a third Premier League title.
Chelsea were always comfortable. Not convincing by any means, but there is a resilient look about them. They seem ready for a battle in the remaining nine games and will believe they are back in the hunt, ready to overhaul Manchester United in the run-in if Sir Alex Ferguson's team somehow slip up. This morning they will scan the fixture list again - Tottenham, Newcastle, Bolton, Everton, West Ham, Fulham, Arsenal, Blackburn and Sunderland, believing they are capable of winning every one of those games. Hiddink even changed his formation to accommodate Deco, who limped off with a hamstring injury after just 41 minutes of his first start since they lost 3-0 at Manchester United in January, and that bulldozer Michael Essien. They lined up 4-4-2, highly unusual for Chelsea, with Essien on the right until he unexpectedly popped up inside the area to divert Frank Lampard's 17th-minute freekick beyond Shay Given. Essien's game was explosive, giving a barnstorming performance and reminding John Mikel Obi, easily Chelsea's weakest link, how to dictate matches. His goal, his second in less than a week after his equaliser against Juventus last Tuesday, was supposed to be the catalyst to go on and score two, three or four past their second-rate opponents.
Instead they played within themselves, always ready to tap their foot on the gas if City threatened to turn this into a contest.
They never looked likely to. Valeri Bojinov's effort, shortly after he came on as Robinho's replacement, was their only shot, an embarrassing footnote in this embarrassingly one-sided game. 'Sometimes it is difficult when we play away because Robbie is obviously a threat and opponents know that,' added Hughes. 'We couldn't get him in the game, we're an attack-minded team but we didn't have the sharpness we need when we come up against the top-class teams.' Chelsea threatened to be top class, picking holes in City's defence whenever the mood took them. Ballack read Didier Drogba's mind by running on to his delicious back-heel in the first half but clipping his effort wide of the target. Drogba and Frank Lampard then took it in turns to shoot wide and Juliano Belletti, on as a substitute for Deco, rattled Given's post after the break. Hiddink has overseen this impressive transformation, turning Chelsea into a football force again and laying the foundations for the future. His (allegedly) short stay in England will not cost anything like that £34m City paid for Robinho, but at least Chelsea are on to a winner.
MATCH FACTSCHELSEA (4-4-2): Cech 6; Bosingwa 6, Carvalho 7, Terry 7, A Cole 6; Essien 8, Lampard 6, Ballack 6, Deco 5 (Belletti 42min, 6); Anelka 6, Drogba 5 (Malouda 70, 6).MANCHESTER CITY (4-4-1-1): Given 6; Richards 5, Dunne 7, Onuoha 6, Bridge 6; Wright-Phillips 6, Zabaleta 6, Elano 4 (Etuhu 65, 6), Ireland 6; Robinho 4 (Bojinov 81); Caicedo 5 (Evans 53, 5). Booked: Elano, Evans. Man of the match: Michael Essien. Referee: Mike Riley.
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Independent:
Essien gives flicker of hope to Blues' title bid
Chelsea 1 Manchester City 0
By Sam Wallace
Guus Hiddink's way of describing Chelsea's pursuit of Manchester United in the title race was to declare yesterday that Sir Alex Ferguson was in the driver's seat but that he must be "nervous" someone was behind him. To extend the metaphor a little further, let us imagine that in Ferguson's rear-view mirror he can see a portly yet composed Dutchman, astride his beloved Harley-Davidson and accelerating gently.
Hiddink really does have a Harley motorcycle back in Amsterdam but for now it gathers dust while he goes about rejuvenating Chelsea's season. Let no-one get too carried away, Hiddink's team are still four points behind United, whose game in hand means that they are still very much in control of this title race but at least Chelsea have regained some credibility. Michael Essien's goal yesterday gave them hope, albeit slim, that the race is not over.
Undefeated since he took over last month, this was Hiddink's sixth win out of seven in all competitions and suddenly Chelsea have something of that old indomitable attitude about them. He played down the suggestions that his team might overhaul United, comparing himself to a "schoolboy" in relation to Ferguson and Rafael Benitez, but do not be fooled. No-one quite knows how United will respond to Saturday's result but if they stumble again, Chelsea look very well placed to take advantage.
Hiddink's side are in second place now, ahead of Liverpool on goal difference and revving up nicely. "It is clear that after Saturday's unexpected result that the tension has come back in the league," he said. "It's a boost. But if we want to track them, we have to keep on winning. That will create tension to the end of the season, which is good for everyone."
Hiddink was not yet ready to call it on with Ferguson although you can be assured that the Chelsea manager has an ego to compare with the best of them, however humble he is currently playing it. "It's a battle between the players," he said. "They [Benitez and Ferguson] are both very experienced – Rafael is experienced. Sir Alex is very experienced. Let me, as a schoolboy, chase them. At the end, it's about the players.
"I don't know if you can compare the two clubs or how they will react to this. But it gives United a blow. It depends on their calmness if it goes on. But they have experience. I don't know what their reaction will be. Let's hope for everyone [that United struggle]. When you are in the driver's seat and someone else is coming, you can get a little bit nervous."
The impact of Essien, whose goal came in just his second start since his return from injury, is exactly the little bit of good fortune that every new manager needs.
Hiddink may already have proved himself with his initial impact upon this Chelsea team but Essien's return has been his reward. The player they call "The Train" played as if he had never been away, a full 90 minutes of match-winning commitment that embodied the Chelsea of Jose Mourinho.
Essien was everything Mourinho wanted in a footballer, a supreme athlete who scored crucial goals. He was a major factor in Mourinho's second title-winning season and then he scored the goal against Valencia in 2007 that gave Avram Grant his first big win as Chelsea manager.
Yesterday, Essien was the force in Hiddink's side. It says everything about the player who has recovered from the cruciate knee ligament injury sustained in August, playing for Ghana in Tripoli, to make a difference to Chelsea's season.
To take the true value of Essien you only had to see how ambivalent Hiddink was about the strong possibility that Deco will not play again this season.
The Portuguese midfielder came off after 41 minutes complaining of the hamstring problem that has troubled him this season. Would he be playing again? "I have my doubts to be honest," Hiddink said, "but let's see what happens." He did not sound like a manager for whom the world has just caved in. Deco out, Essien in. It seems like a good deal for Chelsea. Whether Deco ever plays again for the club is also debatable, he is strongly connected to the Scolari regime and has not been able to sustain the early promise he showed this season.
In contrast, Essien is just about the most saleable asset Chelsea have. He took his goal brilliantly, volleying in Frank Lampard's clever free-kick to him on the edge of the box after 18 minutes.
After that, Chelsea had a good shout for a penalty when Nedum Onuoha dragged down Nicolas Anelka on 32 minutes but they were hardly stretched. Manchester City were predictably dreadful away from home where they have won just twice in their last 20 games.
The real embarrassment for Mark Hughes was a desperate performance from his moody Brazilians, Elano and Robinho, both of whom were substituted long after they had effectively given up.
It is a mystery why Hughes bothers to pat these players on the back as they leave the field, the assumption being that he is just keeping them happy until the end of the season when, at the very least, Elano can be offloaded. The City manager deserves better than this. It is rare for the Chelsea fans to be able to sing "what a waste of money" at an opposing player without a hint of irony but it was justified in Robinho's case.
Richard Dunne kicked substitute Florent Malouda's shot off the line in the closing stages to keep the difference down to one goal but in reality this was a hammering for City in everything but the scoreline.
Hiddink's greatest regret must be that – Chelsea having played their two games against United before he arrived – he must leave it to others to try to beat the champions. On current form he would fancy his chances against United.
Goal: Essien (18) 1-0.
Chelsea (4-1-4-1): Cech; Bosingwa, Terry, Carvalho, A Cole; Ballack; Anelka, Essien, Lampard, Deco (Belletti, 41); Drogba (Malouda, 72). Substitutes not used: Hilario (gk), Mikel, Quaresma, Kalou, Alex.
Manchester City (4-2-3-1): Given; Richards, Dunne, Onuoha, Bridge; Zabaleta, Ireland; Wright-Phillips, Elano (Etuhu, 68), Robinho (Bojinov, 82); Caicedo (Evans, 55). Substitutes not used: Hart (gk), Garrido, Fernandes, Berti.
Referee: M Riley (West Yorkshire).
Booked: Manchester City: Elano, Evans.
Man of the match: Essien.
Attendance: 41,810.
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Guardian:
Essien provides spark as Chelsea stay in the chase
Chelsea 1 Essien 18 Manchester City 0
Kevin McCarra at Stamford Bridge
It was a luxury to amble into closer contention for the Premier League title. Chelsea will not yet be utterly convinced that they can track down the leaders Manchester United, who are four points clear with a game in hand, but at least they will feel rested after this simple victory. Mark Hughes, the visitors' manager, referred to missing players and a weariness in the wake of a Uefa Cup win over Aalborg on Thursday.
The Danes, however, had hardly tested City and if the club is to achieve a status that corresponds with its wealth they will have to develop a different mentality. Chelsea's lead was narrow in theory, but of oceanic breadth to City. While Michael Essien's goal delivered the win, it was his sheer vigour that counted for more. The Ghanaian had appetite and influence in his first league start since sustaining cruciate ligament damage while with his country in September.
City were despondent long before he tired. With a single away victory in the league, the subdued tone of Hughes' team is not without cause. They are six points clear of the relegation zone. That margin makes it highly unlikely that they will be demoted, but it is galling even to have to contemplate such a possibility. It is appropriate to sympathise for a manager under pressure following the arrival of new owners, but Hughes would have been feeling ill-at-ease no matter who held the shares.
Though even-tempered afterwards, it must have infuriated the Welshman that City had a single attempt on target, from the substitute Valeri Bojinov, that hardly troubled Petr Cech. Essien's effort was never likely to be overhauled. It was taken with his shin, but the true untidiness lay in the visitors' defending after 18 minutes. Frank Lampard had no trouble finding Essien with a free-kick struck from the middle of the pitch. The midfielder connected first-time and the ball flew past the left hand of Shay Given.
That contact contained its element of luck, but there was nothing haphazard about Essien's influence overall. If he has been absent for much of the campaign, that at least makes him a footballer whose dynamism will also make a deep impression on wearying rivals. City had certainly lost sight of him when he headed off-target from a Lampard delivery in the 39th minute.
Earlier Lampard had been at the heart of an exquisite move that Ballack started and then sought to finish. Stepping onto the backheel by Drogba the German fired wide. There was an abundance of opportunities and Chelsea will be reproached for spurning them. City did at least persist and Richard Dunne, for instance, kicked clear an effort by the substitute Florent Malouda with three minutes remaining.
Damage limitation cannot satisfy a club of such means. The crowd jeered the eventual substitution of the ineffectual Robinho. Had Chelsea succeeded in signing him before City stepped in he would have been idolised here. On this occasion, the Brazilian was far advanced on the left but that was largely a ploy to check the trademark surges of the Chelsea full-back Jose Bosingwa. Of Robinho's dozen goals for City, just two have come in away games and he has not scored at all since December 28.
The statistics, of course, must reflect the help he is given and there was little impact at Stamford Bridge from, for example, Stephen Ireland, who had been enjoying an excellent campaign. Chelsea could afford to be unflustered even when they might, for instance, have railed against the referee Mike Riley when Nicolas Anelka was denied a penalty after appearing to be fouled by Nedum Onuoha in the 32nd minute.
If Guus Hiddink broods at all it will be over the pernicious hamstring injury that curtailed Deco's afternoon. The manager suggested afterwards that the Portuguese international might even have come to the end of his involvement for this season. Chelsea's means are not extensive in certain areas and it suits them that the main priority must lie in the Champions League, a tournament in which just five further games have to be negotiated by the eventual winners.
The caretaker Hiddink continues to be unbeaten with the club. This latest success could have been resounding even though Chelsea did not have to push themselves to the limits. It did not, for instance, feel like a turning point had been reached when the substitute Juliano Belletti hit the post with a long-range effort after 62 minutes. Any uncertainty lay in the eventual margin of City's loss.
Hughes impresses with the calmness shown in a trying campaign, yet he does need to galvanise his squad. Chelsea, for their part, might enjoy living in what is relative seclusion following the hullabaloo of the Mourinho era. The league may well be out of reach but the side is now going about its work with quiet effectiveness.

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Sun:
Chelsea 1 Man City 0
MICHAEL ESSIEN'S stunner helped Chelsea keep up the pressure on Man Utd
By IAN McGARRY
GUUS HIDDINK has got everything right since he joined Chelsea.
Attitude, decisions, results.
Yesterday was no exception as his team won their fourth consecutive league match to close the gap at the top to four points.
Michael Essien is nicknamed The Train by team-mates for the unstoppable way he plays the game.
If events of the past six days are anything to go by, however, maybe they should rename him the Goal Machine.
His strike made the difference against Manchester City yesterday just as it did when he struck against Juventus last Tuesday.
This was only his third league start of the season and his first in six months.
On this form, though, it is not hard to see why the Blues struggled so much when he was out with damaged cruciate ligaments.
The Ghana international takes the game to opponents, moving the ball from one part of the pitch to another in the blink of an eye.
That frees up Frank Lampard to take up positions further forward and receive a pass rather than make it.
Consequently, a team which has too often gone off the rails recently is suddenly running like a dream.
The same cannot be said of their opponents yesterday.
Manchester City were desperate against Chelsea.
Desperate at the back, desperate in midfield and totally devoid of any desperation to win.
And while Chelsea chase Manchester United, the day when the Red Devils’ neighbours are considered proper rivals remains a distant dream.
Hiddink actually called that one too. Last Friday he said he thought it was ‘unlikely’ that City could win the Premier League in the foreseeable future. In reality, their performance at Stamford Bridge suggested they would struggle to win a pub league.
The clash of football’s richest clubs turned out to be a contest between the haves and have nots.
Forget City’s trillions versus Chelsea’s billions.
It was something much less expensive but more valuable which separated the two teams at Stamford Bridge — heart.
The score said it was 1-0 to Chelsea but if you calculated the score based on effort and desire it would have been much, much more.
Even Hiddink said: “We really weren’t under any threat from City for the whole game.”
As a player, Mark Hughes was the epitome of ambition and hunger.
At United and Chelsea, he was always up for a fight and the last to give up.
Sparky by name, explosive by nature — that was the best way to sum up Hughes the player.
Which makes it all the more puzzling why he sits placidly on the sidelines while his team does even less on the pitch. Even worse, when he hooked two of the worst offenders — Elano and Robinho — he applauded them off the pitch.
For what? Their amazing contribution, tireless work-rate and commitment to the team?
Or was he just humouring them because, having tried criticising them before, he realises it only makes them moan and play worse.
In that sense, you have to have some sympathy for Hughes.
He knows it is a matter of weeks before he loses his job, so why go to war with his players.
Well, one reason would be to improve his job prospects after City, assuming his payoff will not be so great to allow him to retire. Hiddink, on the other hand, looks more and more likely to walk out of Chelsea in the summer a hero.
This game was a microcosm of how he has turned around the team’s fortunes since replacing Phil Scolari.
Chelsea continue to defend as if their lives depend on it and attack like there’s no tomorrow.
They should have been three up by half-time in this contest but for some poor finishing and a worse decision by ref Mike Riley.
Michael Ballack should have scored from Didier Drogba’s brilliant backheel, while Nicolas Anelka was hauled back and hacked down by Nedum Onuoha. It should have been a penalty but amazingly, it was not given. It did not matter.
After 18 minutes, Lampard played a fiendish pass from a free-kick which Essien simply lobbed over Shay Given.
A move rehearsed on the training ground last week, neither midfielder could quite believe they had been allowed the space to make it work.
City players, however, seem allergic to work. Pablo Zabaleta was supposed to mark Essien, while Stephen Ireland just looked on.
Despite losing Drogba and Deco to injury — the Ivorian should not be out for long, but the prognosis is not so optimistic on the Portuguese international — Chelsea look to be in rude health.
On the other hand, City’s condition continues to decline — and even money cannot cure it.