My second Champions League match but my first Chelsea one. Excited to bring my mother to Stamford Bridge, and so the three of us made our way on a pleasant winter's night to watch the Blues hopefully dish out what would be a routine trashing against the bottom team in their Champions League Group, even though they had already qualified. It must have been the fact that the match was being broadcast on terrestrial television plus the fact that Chelsea had nothing to play for. The stadium and crowd were quieter than normal, with only bits of cheering here and there in the West Stand. What a stark contrast to the Aston Villa game just not long ago! Still two goals by two players whose futures are uncertain at the club, Shevchenko and Shaun-Wright Phillips, put the game to rest towars the end of each half. There could have been more goals. I wish there were, but in the end two were enough. And after that we decided not to wait for the tube and took a pleasant walk home, stopping off at Tesco's for a bit of grocery shopping.