Chelsea is the actual champions of the world, even though they are not completed in the top two of the Premier League for one of the last eight seasons.
Chelsea are champions of the world, even though they have not won a domestic trophy for seven years.
Chelsea are champions of the world, despite the club World Cup, including the champions of England, Spain or Italy – Liverpool, Barcelona and Napoli.
And despite the fact that Chelsea has qualified for this on the basis of winning the 2021 Champions League, under the ownership of Roman Abramovich and the leadership of Thomas Tuchel, with a completely different team, except Donald Trump's new best friend Reece James.
Chelsea can also be champions of Saturn, since Trump and Fifa Overlord Gianni Infantino seemed to present them a golden replica of that planet after Sunday's 3-0 win over Paris St. Germain.
The blues did not beat a serious competition at the Club World Cup until that extraordinary demolition of the European champions three clubs from Brazil (losing once), one from Tunisia, one of the MLS, and the beating of 10-man Benfica in extra time.
And yet we are here, with Chelsea Global Champions of the Global Game and with nobody, not even Chelsea, the least indication has something to do.
Does this increase the owners of Chelsea Todd Boehly and Behdad Eghbali to a genius level?
Well, the basic model that is needed to rule the football world is now clear and simple – keep signing the best players of Brighton and keep loading Deadwood on Arsenal.
Five of the starting eleven that PSG had beaten had previously played for Brighton – Robert Sanchez, Marc Cucurella, Moises Caicedo and Joao Pedro, as well as Levi Colwill who was lend to the seagulls.
The £ 87 million prize money that Chelsea has earned in the United States should be sufficient to sign at least two of Kaoru Mitoma, Pervis Estupinan and John Paul van Hecke.
Wouldn't it have been easier and cheaper for the Boehly crew to have bought Brighton and made world champions instead?
In the meantime, Noni Madueke narrowly missed that he was a world champion when he was sent the waste removal coupling to the Emirates, together with Kepa Arrizabalaga – a route that was previously traveled by Kai Havertz, Jorginho, Raheem Sterling (Loan) as well as Willian Abrich.
But are Chelsea really good? Until Sunday evening the answer seemed 'No, not really'.
And yet Haming PSG in New York was really brilliant – where Cole Palmer completely came out of his malaise with two glorious finishes and an equally sublime assist for Joao Pedro.
Real Madrid (4-0), Bayern Munich (2-0), Atletico Madrid (4-0) and Inter Milan (5-0 in the Champions League final) had read the earlier results against the European opposition.
Still, Chelsea shredd them to ribbons within 45 minutes.
The Pantomime of Luis Enrique completely loses its shizzle at the last whistle, Cucurella who pulled his hair and Trump the trophy parties that have been added to the weird theater of Fifa's new Jamoree.
Palmer was a late, opportunistic company when he was signed two summers ago from Manchester City, but is now a Ballon d'Orgededer and one of the most fascinating and strange sympathetic guys in the game.
The signing sessions of Pedro and Liam Delap will reduce the goals for Palmer and probably lead to loose cannon Nicolas Jackson on the way to Arsenal – which is not a new transfer rumor, only a well -trained gamble.
Chelsea's policy to sign loads of young players on long contracts has seen many expensive blunders – Mykhailo Mudryk (£ 62 million and confronted with a four -year drug ban), Joao Felix (twice signed for a combined £ 52), Rarefher Funku 53m and Rarely Fit), along with £ 50m on an A-Fit), along with £ 50m on an A-Fit) Post-sell-by-date sterling.
And how would the blues ever balance the books and come close to compliance with PSR instructions without the existence of Arsenal?
Yet Enzo Maresca has the core of a very good team, as can be seen in the Big Apple.
They have now won two trophies in six and a half weeks – together with the Europa Conference League of the Europe, no one knows how to quantify another new Bauble.
So can Chelsea build on this and actually compete for the Premier League title when they have not even gone this up for that long – their last eight ends his fourth, sixth, 12th, third, fourth, fourth, third and fifth?
Given that they will start this season, it is unlikely. With a month to go until the new campaign, everyone is equipped.
Chelsea's efforts in the American heat will have a major impact at some point.
And what about the club's World Cup?
Would PSG exchange it for the Champions League? No.
But would future European champions give the priority? Possible.
This thing will catch on and eventually become bigger than the Champions League, as long as FIFA keep throwing billions in it.
And as long as they make the qualifying criteria more logical, as well as solving the increasing problem of extreme burnout among elite players.
Earlier versions of the club World Cup can never be taken very seriously, but Chelsea will probably be considered his first 'real' champions.
Champions of the world, Champions of Saturn, champions of the entire solar system, unless the Saudis take over a Crack Martian outfit.
But will Chelsea soon be champions of England or Europe?
Drill
The time -wasteing AGGRO at the end of the day three took care of the needle that helped when making the third test at Lord's a classic of all time.
Opener Zak Crawley felt injuries and used extreme delay actics, which meant that India would only bowlen at the start of the second innings of England on Saturday evening.
India-skipper Shubman Gill, who had had a deep tissue massage earlier in the competition in the middle, caused a pot of boiler moment by encouraging Crawley to 'grow some F *** ING balls'.
Bowling coach of England, Tim Southe, then noted that the fitness of Crawley would be assessed at night.
All have fun until you consider the idea of actively extracting the Piddle from paying gamblers who had paid through their noses to be at Lord and have had a funeral for the entire competition about the rates.
There had already been delays because of an attack by ladybugs, a misconduct of TV spider tram, red baseball caps worn behind the arm of the bowler and so many drinks pauses that you thought you were attending a bottomless brunch instead of a game of cricket.
Bazball should speed up the test match and excite the crowds. This was certainly not the message.
Eagle
Crystal Palace has fallen victim to UEFA's inconsistent jobs by being relegated from the Europa League to the Conference League.
The beneficiaries will be Nottingham Forest, whose 'previous' owner Evangelos Marinakis, has sorted out similar UEFA about double ownership of clubs by placing his forest shares in a 'blind trust' and no longer explaining himself a 'person with considerable control'.
So we look forward to the great Greek guy who is completely insignificant and as quiet as a mouse, next season in the city area.