KINGS OF EUROPE!
OMG!!! YES! YES! YES!
I can't believe we won again! It seems like another dream to me. It's just so unreal.
Can't believe this footage here still stirred the emotion deep within me after so many years, despite watching it numerous times on tv. Somehow, the media just like to replay this scene over and over again. I guess it was a rather historical moment since it was considered one of the greatest comeback in soccer history. After scoring 2 dramatic late goals in the 90th and 91st min against Bayern Munich to win the European cup by a 2-1 margin back in the 1999 final, i did not expect the final this year to be equally dramatic. It makes you believe that miracle can happen if you don't give up. Beckham was still at Man U when we last won the cup. Now he's no longer here at this club. Such a distant memory...
So I guess everything was fated. It was all written in the stars.
The match yesterday ended 1-1 at full time with a scorching header from Ronaldo before Lampard equalized, thanks to a 'lucky' double deflection from our players (Arrgh!!!). In the end, extra time produced another stalemate, with neither side unable to score another goal to clinch the victory. This lead to the inevitable and dreadful penalty shoot-out to separate the 2 sides. I alway hated games decided by penalties. It was like a lottery. Whichever team has the most luck wins the game. It was just too unbearable to watch, especially if your team lost. The first few spot-kick takers from both sides were all on target. Ronaldo, who is the regular penalty-taker for us and who usually converts those penalties actually missed from the spot! Somehow, the ones you expected to score will miss and those that you expected to miss will score during a penalty shoot-out. How ironic! And I actually had a bad feeling even before he took his spot kick, even though i silently prayed that luck will alway be on our side. But it was not to be.
With the tie eventually at 4-4 due to Ronaldo's missed spot kick, all hopes seem to diminish for us as Chelsea only needed to convert the last decisive penalty to make it 5-4 and clinched the game.
As luck would have it, John Terry - the Chelsea captain, somehow slipped, and the ball ricocheted off the goal post and went out!!!! Somemore Van der Sar already jumped the wrong direction. How lucky is that??? Still 4-4!!!! Buy 4D also not so zhun. Haha... Now which ever team that missed the next penalty kick will lose the game. I barely dare to open my eyes to watch what unfolds next.
The situation became more tense as each team converted their respective spot kick after that. It was a 50-50 chance for both team. When Van der Sar saved the sudden death spot kick from Anelka (ex-Arsenal, ex-Liverpool and now Chelsea player. All our arch rivals. Yucks!) to beat Chelsea 6-5 in the penalty shoot-out, another dramatic victory was sealed and all hell broke loose after that!!!
Chelsea lost another trophy to us for the 2nd time this season and ended the season empty handed. Woo hoo~ Nothing is more satisfying than seeing one of our closest arch rivals lost! Not only that, one of my most hated player, Drogba from Chelsea was sent off by the ref. towards the end of the game for slapping one of our players. Served him right!!! Hmph!
Yeah~ So we won the double again. I was of course, ecstatic and jumping for joy when the match ended. The 9 years wait for us to rule Europe once again is really too long a wait for a team of Man U's calibre. 9 FREAKING YEARS before we eventually reached another european cup final. I really can't imagine how upset i will be for us to finally reach the biggest stage again after such a long wait, and yet lost at the last hurdle. I can almost felt the tears swelling up my eyes after that. If i was watching the match by myself or better still, if i was there at Moscow, i probably would have wept openly on the spot. Yes, i know it sounds crazy. It was that emotional for me. It was the tears of joy. I think i was just so sheer relief and overjoyed that the match was finally over and we won. It was just a very special moment. For people who don't watch soccer or truely support a team from the bottom of their heart, they will never understand the passion that comes along with the game. It's just like you are part of the team. They will also never understand why even grown up men like Terry (below), whose costly slip cost Chelsea the cup, wept inconsolably on the pitch after losing the cup final. It was tears of joy at one camp and tears of grief at the other camp. And of course, all these were lost amid the heavy rain in Moscow
Needless to say, nothing will stop me from supporting my team as long as i live. I did a lot of crazy things to support them in the past. I don't care even if there are people who thinks it is not normal for a girl to support a soccer team so passionately. It is my choice and it is my freedom. It is something which i find joy in, which brings colours to my life. I believe one day, i will get the chance to step onto the famous pitch of Old Trafford - the Theatre of Dreams, where i will watch my red devils live in action from where i sit. Till then, i can only dream and live in the memories of this sweet sweet victory...
And the reds go marching on...
Posted by 大路痴
@ 11:33 PM
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