Key events
13 min The ref stops the game to adjust his equipment, then we go again. Chelsea need their ball-players to attack opposition markers to create space and they work it out to Palmer, who crosses hard, at an inconvenient height, and Madueke can’t control.
11 min A quick, low diag out to Madueke, who takes his eye of the ball, it runs away, and the opportunity to make something happen vanishes.
10 min The pattern appears set, Chelsea on the ball and looking to create, LA massed in front of them.
7 min “I’m not sure it is a choice of two in central midfield for Chelsea,” emails Carl Winder. “I feel like Palmer does his best work coming in from the right where it is less congested, and his drop in form seemed to coincide with him being moved more centrally. If he is moved back to the right you could have Lavia, Caicedo and Fernandez in the middle. I think this would actually give Chelsea more control, which Maresca seems to be looking for.”
Yes, that might work – especially in big games. It doesn’t look creative enough to me, though, and I’m not sure how much control it’d give as Caicedo and Lavia aren’t really passers who pick angles and circulate possession. But I think I see the game very differently to Maresca – after Chelsea’s meek subsidence at Arsenal, where they conceded early and barely tried to equalise, I couldn’t believe his post-match interview in which he seemed legit happy with what he’d seen. I took it up with my uncle, who has a season ticket at Stamford Bridge, and he confirmed it’s all about keeping the ball, rather than creating, which is why Palmer had a much less effective season – he’s maverick and a risk-taker.
5 min There it is: crossfield ball to Bouanga, and there’s James to unload him. Then Chelsea counter with Madueke, who feeds Jackson and, while falling, he improvises a cunning turn but can only scoop his finish into the arms of the Welshman, Lloris.
4 min Clever pass from Palmer, just outside the box, dead centre. Everyone assumed he’s looking to curl one, but instead he slides into Madueke’s path, left side of the box, but his mate wants too much time and is slow getting the ball out of his feet.
2 min LA have started brightly, looking to spread play, but then the move breaks down, Palmer looks to set Jackson away, and the defender does just enough to stop him, though a little more gas and he’s gone.
2 min “Perhaps the reason for the one-at-a-time players’ appearance on to the pitch is so that they can be added to the official attendance?” wonders the returning Justin Kavanagh. “Every little helps.”
I was thinking perhaps they’re letting the crowd in one at a time too.
1 min …and off we go, following a countdown that really sets the pulse racing.
The teams huddle…
The players are coming out one at a time. It really adds to the sense of occasion.
The lights are down, the crowd number at least in the tens, and the game is nearly upon us.
I’m glad the experiment of playing Pedro Neto through the middle has finished. I’m sure it was partly a circumstantial thing, but he’s not a player I want to see on the half-turn, or with back to goal. He needs space and to be facing the opposition goal.
Maresca says he’ll need to rotate, so though Jackson is playing today, he might not start the next game. Though he didn’t think Chelsea could win the league, he does think they can win this competition, which makes sense as it’s a cup, but I’d be pretty surprised. I don’t see a particularly tight defence, nor that many goals, against the better sides.
Better judges than me think Delap could be it, but I’d want to have seen more from him than I have so far. He’s a maybe, for me.
Callum Wilson is in the DAZN studio – good work, his agent – and has already treated us to some exhibiton reflexive pronoun abuse. First, on Bouanga, we were told that “This is a tremendous opportunity for himself,” and just now, taking about James’ injuries, “Myself knows what that feels like.”
I trust yourselves are as excited as myself to see what’s next.
Now Lavia is fit, assuming he stays so, Enzo Maresca will have a decision to make in every game, because he can only pick two of him, Fernandez and Caicedo. I fear the Argentinian may have a problem, his lack of athleticism perhaps set to be the deciding factor.
Email! “This walking-paced, season-leggy tournament feels like Fifa’s version of a methadone clinic offered to ensure that revenues don’t dip during summer’s withdrawal season,” reckons Justin Kavanagh. “It’s on TV here in the USA, but to be honest, no slo-mo circus is going to distract from the pall of totalitarianism that is descending over this country. No amount of laughing gas is going to trump the sting of tear gas. Infantino shouldn’t be whoring out his circus here. Same goes for his World Cup next year.”
Bread and circuses, without the bread.
As for LA, I’m looking forward to seeing Denis Bouanga, their undoubted star man. He may, though, find it difficult against Reece James, a player with all the potential to become the best right-back in the world – if injury leaves him in peace. There’ve been lost of debates in England about whether the national side should deploy Trent Alexander-Arnold or Kyle Walker in that position, but the correct answer is, in fact, neither.
Talking of Chelsea – pick that segue out – they’re more or less as expected. But Roméo Lavia plays, not Enzo Fernandez, and it’s Nicolas Jackson not Liam Delap.
Subs benches longer than starting XIs. I can’t help but think the best way to level the footballing playing field would be fewer, not more, because then clubs wouldn’t be able to stockpile players.
I take some of it back: LAFC have not supplied shirt numbers.
I’m going to write these teams down, then we’ll think about what we might see.
First things first: hold tight LAFC for presenting their team on social media in formation form.
Yes I have seen Beyoncé twice, now that you ask. I can’t say I was totally ready to see Europa League signage at Spurs, but needs must.
Teams!
Chelsea (4-2-3-1): Sanchez; James, Tosin, Colwill, Cucurella; Lavia, Caicedo; Neto, Palmer, Madueke; Jackson. Subs: Jorgensen, Acheampong, Gusto, Chalobah, Badiashile, Sarr, Anselmino, Essugo, Fernandez, Santos, Dewsbury-Hall, George, Nkunku, Delap, Guiu.
LAFC (4-3-3): Lloris; Palencia, Long, Segura, Hollingshead; Tillman, Jesus, Delgado; Ordaz, Ebobisse, Bouanga. Subs: Ochoa, Hasal, Chanot, Tafari, Marlon, Saldaña, Raposo, Dilrosun, Amaya, Holm, Yeboah, Wibowo, Martínez, Giroud.
Preamble
It’s hard to know what to feel here, isn’t it? On the one hand, a confected competition, staged for impure reasons, by men of questionable character, in a country undergoing a fascist takeover, skewing domestic competitive balance yet further, while players trudge through yet more games; on the other hand, FOOTBALL.
LAFC did not qualify for this competition automatically, by winning the Concacaf Champions League; rather, they won a play-in after León, former Concacaf Champions League winners, were disqualified for infringing club ownership structure rules. But here they are so here we are, the fifth-best side in the Western Conference, we’ll never sing that.
Facing them we have none other than the reigning Conference League champions – who, in fairness, did actually win the Champions League to make it into this tournament. And Chelsea are, in various ways, a prime example of the vain, venal, narcissistic decadence it represents … but how exciting might it be if, suddenly, they click?
Kick-off: 3pm local, 8pm BST
