We watched the Chelsea - Tottenham match this afternoon in an English pub cleverly named "English Pub." We sadly missed the first half and when we arrived Tottenham was leading with three points, Chelsea trailing behind with one meager point. We sat down, ordered drinks and before we could settle in we noticed some lads behind us. They were Tottenham fans. One young man was quite vocal, cursing the Blues and what-not. All the power to him - being a supporter means shouting down your opponents.
However, we felt a little stupid being the only Chelsea supporters. Luckily there were only a few of us watching.
Then Chelsea scores. Then again shortly after, tying the game.
I really wanted to say something to our Tottenham friends, but I kept my mouth shut. The Spurs did play an excellent game after all.
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