The hosts started like a house on fire -- i.e. like a team that's won their last four matches -- pressing, hounding, stifling the visitors for the first 10 minutes or so. Slowly and surely, and despite the at-time hilariously atrocious weather, Chelsea have asserted control over the game. But, so far, have lacked the cutting edge in the final third.
Leicester can be a threat on the counter, but outside of one mad scramble (which needed a great Cech save), they have not posed too much threat. Unfortunately, neither have most of our attacking players. Drogba's looking every bit his 37 years (if not 77). Neither Willian nor Ramires have made great contributions. Hazard has been quiet. Fabregas has perhaps been our best attacking player, creating a couple decent chances and putting in several dangerous-looking crosses.
So, 0-0 it is. Nothing too concerning. But time to step it up and win this thing.
PANIC. (Terry gets beaten to and on the cross, Azpilicueta slips and Leicester score. Cech, Matic not exactly great either.)