CHELSEA 3 - 0 PSG: I AM STILL IN SHOCK, wasn't expecting this scoreline

Till now, I’m still trying to wrap my head around what I watched. Chelsea, my Chelsea, beat PSG 3–0 in a Club World Cup final. Not a friendly match. Not a training session. A final. And not just beat them o, we gave them a proper beating. One of those games that will live rent free in my head for a long time.

photo re-edited by me using canva.

Honestly, I didn’t expect that result. I went into that match with mixed feelings. I was hopeful, yes, but realistic. I thought maybe we’ll squeeze out a 1–0 or drag it to penalties. But from the very first whistle, Chelsea showed hunger. There was this seriousness in our play that I haven’t seen in a long time. The boys came prepared, and it showed in every touch, every run, every press.

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The first goal came and I just screamed. Not just because we scored, but because of the way it happened. You know when a team scores and you just know, “Ah, these boys came for war today.” That was the energy. And from there, the tempo didn’t drop. We didn’t sit back. We didn’t panic. We just kept pressing and playing smart. Before I could even settle down, second goal entered. I started pacing round the room, I was just too hyped.

PSG didn’t know what hit them. All their stars looked confused. You’d expect them to bounce back, but Chelsea didn’t allow them breathe. It was like watching a different team. Like the Chelsea of old, when teams feared us, when we had backbone. That’s what we played like last night.

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The third goal just sealed it. At that point I didn’t even know how to react. I just sat down and started laughing. This is the same Chelsea people have been mocking for two seasons now. Same team that struggled with mid table battles. Look at us now, lifting a world trophy and humbling one of the most expensive squads in football.

And can we talk about the attitude? These boys weren’t just playing ball, they were playing with heart. The passion was visible. Every tackle, every interception, every celebration, it meant something. That’s what made it feel more than just a win. It felt like a statement.

PSG? They didn’t just lose, they got humbled. And the way their players started losing it at the end, pushing, shouting, that just showed they didn’t expect it either.

I’m proud. This is the kind of night that reminds you why you stick with your club through the bad times. We’ve suffered. We’ve been mocked. We’ve been laughed at. But this night, we reminded the world that Chelsea still dey. That badge still means something.

I’m not even thinking about what this means for next season or how this affects the league. I’m just enjoying this moment. Let me bask in this feeling small. We just beat PSG 3-0 in a final, And we didn’t just beat them, we played them off the pitch.

For once, no stress, no panic, no last minute drama. Just clean, confident, commanding football. That’s the Chelsea I want to keep seeing. If we can hold this mindset, this spirit, then who knows what else we can win?

To everyone that doubted us, all I can say is, you were wrong!

Chelsea fans, enjoy this one. We earned it.