Meeting And Touching The Awesome Chelsea F.C. Players!

If I were to die today, I will die a happy man. For I have seen and touched my favourite football team, literally.

I was lucky enough to be one of the three bloggers to be given a VIP Chelsea Training Pass. We weren’t treated like normal Very Important Person, but the Very Incredible-Invincible-Irresistible Person treatment instead.

You see those brown chairs with nobody? Yeah, those were our seats, but meh, whatever. *Gee, I’m pretty good at covering up my excitement.*

So who were the three lucky bloggers you were wondering? Firstly, the very good looking me, the very charming MohdZaid, the very macho Eyriqazz and our baby-sitter, the very adorable Mimi!

Of course, being a hardcore Chelsea supporter doesn’t mean I’ll boycott my own country’s national football squad. I did sling a Harimau Malaya scarf over me, okay? Inilah patriotisme namanya.

It was very unfortunate that my camera’s battery decided to die at the very last minute. Well, nobody told me we had to charge the batteries. I’m the victim here okay? Hence, a very big thank you to both Abang Zaid and Abang Eyriqazz for bringing your cameras and uploading ‘em on your sites. Credit goes to you guys for the awesome photos.

The crowd at Bukit Jalil was pretty awesome. It’s like the Bersih rally all over again, but in blue this time.

Training part was anything but ordinary. When Villa-Boas told the guys he meant business, he really meant business. It was no mere walk-in-the-park kind of training. The squad really underwent intense training, just like the ones back at the Bridge. (Pardon all these football jargons).

Training.

Training.

And more training. Sorry lah, footballers aren’t as sexy as they say during training sessions.

Oh, our official mascot, Stamford the Lion! Don’t ask me whether it’s a Malaysian behind that costume or not, I don’t know.

Now, the exciting part has finally arrived. No, it’s far more exciting than Voldemort dying in the latest Harry Potter series. Meeting the players! I finally understood the feelings of those hopeless little teenage girls who waited for Justin Bieber outside his hotel room. Coz frankly, I was being a hopeless little teenage girl that night.

We had Paulo Ferreira, the full-back!

Yossi Benayoun, a relatively new midfielder.

One of my favourites, Sturridge on the right, Kalou in the centre and Van Aanholt on the left.

Chelsea’s future star, Josh McEachran followed by second-choice keeper, Ross Turnbull.

Branislav Ivanovic, the versatile right-back who can be a real maestro at times. I still remember how he consecutively headed 2 goals pass Pepe Reina in the Champions League semi-finals against Liverpool 3 years ago.

The great Fernando Torres, the dream-man of almost every girl. Well, get this, I touched him. Suck that, bitches.

Of course, how can we forget our Super Frankie Lampard?

The nightmare of all defenders, Didier Drogba. I can tell you this, his biceps felt like iron rods. How do I know? Well, I casually tapped his arm and said hi to him. But meh, no biggies.

John Mikel Obi, one of Chelsea’s future star.

And our pair of safe-hands, Petr Cech. Apparently Mimi is a very big fan of Petr, she even told him how much she liked him. Sorry Mimi, some secrets you keep, some you don’t. Heh.

Andre Villa-Boas. The name who will bring glory to our club this season. Interesting story, whilst signing an autograph for me, I told him “We will win the title this season.” Villa-Boas smiled and said, “Yes, we will.” Legendary.

Well, I’m not much of a show-off, but here’s a few autographs I got. Let’s see, we have Torres.

Sturridge.

Mikel.

And a couple of other big stars, but meh, no big deal.

Well, after the autograph session, I was supposed to bring the players over to Bukit Bintang for some clubbing session but the manager said they needed a good night sleep. So clubbing tak jadi lah.

I would like to give a big shout-out to Nuffnang and Samsung for helping me realizing this once-in-a-lifetime dream. Thank you so much for bringing me physically close to my childhood club. Thank you for bringing Chelsea F.C. closer to my life, like literally and figuratively.

Without you guys, I won’t be able to touch Drogba and Torres. Heh.

p.s. You’d be an ass if you believed that I was to bring the players out for some clubbing.