Sorry chaps, and especially you Rob, for the tardy service. I'm afraid I only have a rugby-related excuse ...
Here, a small matter of 19 days into the month of October, I'd like to make a short speech annointing Rob from CFC Net Fan of the Month for September.
He showed exemplary dedication, control and emotion during a very difficult period at his club. Jose left, the club went into a spiralling nosedive and yet Rob still viewed matters with a passionate clarity.
Straight after Jose had downed his last gin sling in Chelsea Harbour and returned to the comforting bosom of his home nation, Rob found solace in The Departed One's sartorial elegance. It was all about the coat(s). (And "Surralexferrguson", it is alleged, tucks his shirts in his Y-fronts.)
Still emotional and searching for answers, Rob took Abramovich to task. Apparently, Ronaldinho, Kaka, Cesc Fabregas and Batman combined still couldn't fill the hole left by the Preening Portuguese Prima Donna Peacock.
Finally, and stung by the short-termism in evidence at Stamford Bridge, Rob turned all metaphysical in an effort to get to grips with the mystique of Roman Abramovich. How can fans love their great benefactor when they don't have a clue who he really is? (He also shivered with genuine fear at the possibility that the Russian was starting to medddle with the team-sheet.)
It has been a true soap opera and Rob has penned the script. Accept the bouquet, take a bow and wait for the champagne.
A magnum of bubbly is in the post...
James Major
Times Online Sports Editor