Ashley cole man of the match. WTF.
Who came up with that decision? Some clueless FA muppet with a champagne bottle up their arse.
Shite.
If Malouda's goal had counted I think he was the main contender, he was giving them all sorts of problems.
As for the rest of the game, there were three main elements of shame today
1) Neither team seemed to be particularly interested in playing much football before about the 65 minute mark. Chelsea may have given the false impression they were, but this was in fact a subtle illusion created by the fact that Everton's players are so used to feeling inferior to the 'big' four such is the gulf in financial parity these days, that after going 1-0 up in a record time of 25 seconds, they decided the most intelligent thing to do was play for penalties, and thus let Chelsea have almost all of the possession whilst floundering around in their own third hoping for the best. This tactic was surprisingly effective, probably because Everton can be described as world class as long as you're going to limit yourself to such disparinging and condescending terms as organised and brave.
2) The fact that, as a neutral who supports the swift and unrelenting modernisation of the game to aid our overworked and over-criticised refs, Everton didn't go on to equalise and maybe win after Malouda's 'goal', thereby inadvertantly pressing home the perfect case for goal-line technology.
Note that I and any other sane neutral would have sat through 30 more minutes of that only grudingly. In fact my attention to the 'magical' centrepiece of English football was displaced by a conversation about how my 21 year old Everton supporting friend who I watched the game with, got his rocks off with a 36 year old mother of two last night, and subsequently literally
ran home at 5am on the advice that if her 14 year old son caught my friend, he was going to get battered. As diverting as that was, I still managed to notice that Malouda's shot did in fact cross the line when I initially saw it in real time. Yet the linesman didn't, so despite me sitting miles away from Wembley watching on a 28" tv, I got it right, which just goes to show that a linesman can't actually physically see whether the ball has crossed the line 100% of the time due to the position he's expected to take up in line with the defenders.
3) The dog-food awful design of Wem-ber-lee Stadium being shown up once again by something as simple as a bright sunny day.