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Trump Hijacks Chelsea’s Club World Cup Win – And No One’s Cheering

Imagine showing up at a potluck with an empty tray and leaving with leftovers. That was Trump on that trophy stand.

Chelsea’s clean 3–0 demolition of PSG on July 13 was supposed to be theirs alone. The Club World Cup trophy was ready to be lifted.Then Trump showed up — like a party crasher latching onto leftovers.

He handed out medals. He loitered under the floodlights.

And somehow, the whole thing turned into a scene from a reality TV finale.

Reece James looked over like, "Sir... are you gonna leave?"

Cole Palmer side-eyed with world-class finesse.

Infantino gently tried to nudge the elephant off the stage.

Trump just smiled, waved, and basically said, "You’re welcome."


Trump World Cup
Trump World Cup


Medal in One Pocket, Ego in the Other

Trump pocketed a medal. No, not stolen. Just… acquired. Like a kid grabbing a souvenir he didn’t earn (source).

He joked about renaming soccer “football” in America.Because why celebrate Chelsea’s global win when you can… rebrand the entire sport?

⚠️ The Real Play: Optics Over Achievement

This wasn’t just an awkward moment.

It was a power grab by proximity — Trump didn’t score goals, defend crosses, or coach strategy.

He just knew the cameras were rolling.

And he stepped into frame like it was his acceptance speech.

He didn’t play the game, but he inserted himself into the celebration.

Classic move in the era of manufactured relevance.



Stadium Speaks: Booed Offstage

The crowd didn’t hold back. They booed through the anthem. They booed through the handshakes. They booed until even the lights seemed dimmer.


Trump at the Club World Cup was like showing up at someone else’s graduation, grabbing the diploma, and asking for a group photo.

He didn’t build the win.

He just stood in front of it — and hoped nobody would notice.

Spoiler: We noticed.


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