Chelsea v Portsmouth


Competition:   Barclays Premiership
Date:   25th August 2007
Venue:   Stamford Bridge
Attendance:   41501
Result:   1-0
Scorers:   Lampard 31
Chelsea:   Petr Cech, Ashley Cole, Michael Essien, Frank Lampard, Didier Drogba, John Obi Mikel (Juliano Belletti 65), Claudio Pizarro (Salomon Kalou 63), Florent Malouda, Tal Ben Haim, Shaun Wright-Phillips (Joe Cole 75), John Terry
Portsmouth:   David James, Sol Campbell, Sylvain Distin, Hermann Hreidarsson, Lauren (Noe Pamarot 82), Sean Davis, Sulley Muntari, Gary O'Neil (Benjani Mwaruwari 61), Matthew Taylor (David Nugent 83), John Utaka, Nwankwo Kanu
Referee:   Alan Wiley (Staffordshire)

David James blunder hands Chelsea top spot

By Roy Collins
Sport.Telegraph, 26th August 2007

If ever there was an accident waiting to happen it was David 'Calamity' James appearing in the dress rehearsal before his official unveiling as the new/old England goalkeeper, with the emphasis very much on the old.

Both England manager Steve McClaren and his assistant, Terry Venables, thought it necessary to monitor the form of James, 37, who appeared to have reclaimed his old international job when he replaced the hapless Paul Robinson against Germany in midweek. But James never lets the headline writers down, allowing a half-hit shot by Frank Lampard to bounce under his left hand and into the net as the England management team threw their heads into their hands.

What does McClaren do now? Having attempted to make himself look like a fearless manager by briefing against Robinson 24 hours after the Germany game, he now faces going back cap in hand, which is the only thing his goalkeepers seem capable of holding on to, to tell Robbo that he is still the man.

Another fine mess McClaren has got himself into, although Pompey could not have expected anything else but embarrassment on a ground on which they have not won for 52 years and which has seen every Premier League game end in defeat.

As it turned out, they were unlucky to lose, especially to such a soft goal, manager Harry Redknapp diplomatically claiming not to have seen it clearly.

For all Jose Mourinho's promise of a new, attacking and exciting Chelsea, this was the same old boring stuff, the Lampard goal coming from a 70-yard clearance by goalkeeper Petr Cech, albeit embellished by a nice back-heel from Didier Drogba, who then immediately fell over and rolled around for a bit, as is his wont.

Pompey fans serenaded James beforehand as "England, England's number one" but we did not hear a peep out of them after his error, nor after he then proceeded to fumble a weak effort from Shaun Wright-Phillips, who continues to keep Joe Cole out of the side.

Mourinho left his new £3.5 million right-back Juliano Belletti on the bench, which meant Michael Essien once again filling an unfamiliar role, which he should perhaps take as a compliment, even if he covets the marauding midfield role of John Obi Mikel. He got that wish in the 64th minute when Mikel was replaced by Belletti.

The pick of the Chelsea new boys was Claudio Pizarro, who almost scored in the opening minutes and then showed great awareness to volley a free-kick from Florent Malouda over the bar. His sharpness and eye for a chance suggest it will be a long time before Andrei Shevchenko forces his way back in. The latter's whereabouts are a mystery, in any case - injured according to the club but as fit as a flea according to his website, though presumably a flea with a limp, given his performances last season.

For Chelsea, as always, gathering points is the only sort of entertainment they believe in, happy to hold on to their lead for a victory that puts them top of the league, just ahead of Manchester City - yes City, not United - with the slackers from Old Trafford already eight points behind.

Pompey took the Henry Ford view that all history is bunk, almost scoring when Matt Taylor's angled shot was diverted to safety by Ben Haim. Sean Davis also squandered a glorious second-half chance before Gary O'Neill lashed one into the side-netting. In between times Kanu pulled the attacking strings with that extraordinary ball control that only a man of his elastic limbs could manage.

McClaren and Venables looked so concerned in the stands that they might have been watching England. And they hardly needed to come here to check the fitness of Lampard, Terry or even Sol Campbell, though they did get the chance to watch a cameo by Joe Cole in the final 15 minutes. He came closest to making the game safe with a rasping shot past a post which James had covered. At least, he appeared to. And Campbell, who pulled out of the England squad with injury, produced a great recovery tackle to dispossess Drogba.

It was a curiously unconvincing performance by Chelsea, for whom Terry looked like a man still recovering full fitness, almost as lackadaisical as he was for England in midweek. Mourinho blamed it on international week and the weather, though his side were lucky not to pay for it in the dying minutes when only an acrobatic header off the line stopped Herman Hreidarsson scoring what only Mourinho would have denied to be a deserved equaliser. Why should he care after his 98th unbeaten home game here and in Portugal?

Chelsea are once again out in front in the title race, where they prefer to be, with the season just settling down. On Friday the draw for the group stages of the Champions League will put a spring in their step as they anticipate the big nights yet to come.

If Pompey continue to play with such spirit and flair, they might even be entertaining European ambitions of their own for next season. But one could not help feel sympathy for James, a consummate professional who performs brilliantly for over 90 per cent of the time, except on the occasions when it really matters.

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