My head hurts, I feel sick, I keep getting watery eyes when the news reminds me of the 'Moura Miracle'. What a night, there was a gobby Ajax supporter in the bar last night who thought it was funny taunting the Spurs fans. I think he now knows many more English words. He left when Lucas won the match so we couldn't have a nice chat after the game. I don't usually go in for man-hugs and emotional shit, but I did last night. Fuck, what a night.
Mrs D just looked up hotels in Madrid - £1,000 for the night, what a con, who will be going back to a hotel room when we win the final? It might be a late night and there are plenty of benches to kip on if folks run out of steam, but it's a long walk to the beach.