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Remember This Time Last Week When You Were All Shitting Your Kecks


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I was half pissed by this time, so like yourself I was cool about things. That obviously changed the minute the game kicked off. It's also surprising how quickly I sobered up after the quick goal we scored. 

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Cool as a cucumber when I left mine to go and watch the game. Outside on the pavement was a dead bird, lying smack bang in front of the house on its back.

 

What an omen.

 

Tried to convince myself it signified a cockerel not a Liverbird, but it put me right on edge.

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40 minutes ago, Anubis said:

I was only joking, Gordon. I was as nervous as anyone.

 

Until KO I was actually relaxed as hell, alcohol induced mind. It's weird how a referees whistle signalling the start of an important match changes grown men into a nervous wreck. Little Jamie kept saying to me, 'It's cool dad, we've got this.' Bless him. 

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I’d been drinking for about 7 hours at this point. 

 

The entire week building up to the game I was calmly confident, not arrogant, just had that steely belief we were significantly better than them and we’d win. 

 

About 6 o’clock my arse went and I was chatting with FG saying I was ashamed of myself for not backing them. 

 

As soon as Mo buried that penalty I didn’t have a care in the world again, I knew we were winning no matter what. Spurs just didn’t have the pedigree to beat us in a European final. 

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I didn't understand what the fuss was all about. We had already won the thing five times. Like we really needed to win it again when Spurs thoroughly deserved to win it for the first time. 

 

Fuck Spurs. We wanted it more and got it. It was always going to be that way. 

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4 hours ago, Caramac said:

I was still pacing up and down even after Divock scored, and fuck knows where that 5 min added time came from.

Unusually for me as soon as Divock scored I knew we’d done it! I was confident Spurs weren’t coming back, great feeling!

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