Isn’t it funny how somehow you’re seemingly never more proud of your football team than when they lose a game? It’s always heart-breaking to watch your team go out of a competition, even when you tell yourself you’re not really that fussed about the competition, which I continually do about the Champions League. Maybe I don’t really care that much, the priority to me is always to see the boys lift the Premier League trophy, anything beyond that is a bonus, and we’re talking big, fat, Barclays PLC executive bonus at that. But it still hurts when you exit a competition, although I think it hurts a little less when you go out as the better team, rather than the team that just weren’t very good.
The ramblings of a stubborn, football obsessed, slightly crazy girl