Six games, six wins, 26 goals and, aside from the bit where it all got a bit can’t-feel-your-toes in Kazakstan, the general impression that a jolly good time was had by all.
Which, if so, is hardly a surprise. From this side of the touchline, the gig of Conference League regular at Chelsea looks a pretty cushty one, a well-paid, all-inclusive toddle around Europe walloping teams of inferior talent and even more inferior budget.
