When Calum McFarlane’s second, first press conference drew to a close on Friday, there was a little, exasperated slap of the desk from the 40-year-old, as if to say, ‘Thank goodness, we’re done here’.
McFarlane was Chelsea’s chosen man in between Enzo Maresca and Liam Rosenior and here we are all over again, in between Rosenior and whatever is being cooked up next. He wants the responsibility, yet somehow still acts as though it has been thrust upon him almost unwittingly.
