The Blues are so predictable

HELLO my good football people... I trust all is okay with you. It's not great my side.

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On top of a long, slow, recovery from a back operation, I have to contend with watching Chelsea play like a bunch of numpties every week.

As mentioned a number of times, we are going be incredibly lucky to hit a top-five place.

In fact, only a miracle can save a Chelsea team that only really showed any form of appetite in the opening five minutes of the second half against Ipswich Town on Sunday.

We've got a difficult set of games to finish the season and if we're going 2-0 down at home the frikkin Tractor Boys, what hope can we have?

Look, I'm not a supporter of hiring and firing managers every season... I'm of the school that believes you need to give a coach a chance, let him buy players that suit his system, give him time to really bed in his philosophy.

But Enzo Maresca isn't doing me or anyone who backs him any favours. I'm convinced the excitement of the Premier League is being gnawed away by an approach that leaves players scared to take a risk (Maresca is very much part of that).

They're micro-managed down to every pass, with every single mistake highlighted, dissected and added to the growing fragility players are feeling.