OK, my heart haven't beat this wildly watching soccer since Liverpool bested AC Milan in 2006 -- not especially so this semester as most EPL times are actually spent doing my FYP.
My heart skipped a beat last night as John Terry slipped while he took the fifth penalty from the 12 yard spot. For those who weren't there (Kiam and Law who put aero plane..), Ah Niao's expression by the way was priceless.
Last night was history, and this post makes me part of this history. (Years later, when Earth is reduced to nothing but piles of rubbles and trash, aliens from outer space who came to scavenge will pick up this piece of post and recognize my part in this earth-breaking history.)
Yet when asked if this is Sir Alex Ferguson's best team yet, he answered with a simple "yeah" and quickly turned around, disappearing into the pitch.
Better than '99? Not so. But it feels great to be King of Europe once again, especially when I'm part of it.
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