By: Felipe Hassin Pinto a.k.a The Man from the Grove
Maddy’s Note: Felipe is back with a look at the emotional roller coaster that was last night.
I have tears in my eyes.
That is the kind of match you live for; and in case you are an Arsenal fan, that is the kind of match you would die for, admitting not a single Gooner has properly digested that last-gasp goal scored by Belletti back in 2006.
March 31st, 2010; a day to be remembered. I had a tough, tough exam earlier today. Macroeconomics. But believe me, I have to confess, my mind was anything but concentrating on the test. As is usual during the night before big games, I did not sleep well. I spent the entire night rolling from one end to the other of my bed, with some flashbacks from that sad night at St. Dennis. I was just a little boy in 2006 but still, even without permission to travel abroad alone – considering I was 17 by then – I made it to Paris and had one of the saddest nights of my entire life. Today, however, it was different. And as soon as I threw the exam back to the professor’s desk, I went running to the tube station so I could reach the north the earliest I could. No smiles. No food. I marched to my seat with almost two hours before the kick-off; such was my tension. (more…)
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