When victory or defeat in sports leads to tears, you know you have been emotionally drained. Today was one such day. Since I woke up at 7.30, I had only one thought in my head: Will they or will they not?. The answer, after 9 hours of torturous wait, was one that thrust me into a state of ecstasy. Chelsea beat Barcelona. David had finally beaten Goliath. The ebb and flow of those 2 hours of football was nothing less than a roller-coaster ride.
This day will live in my memory for ages and beyond. I’ve always loved an underdog. And when the underdog is your favorite team, and has caused a great upset, the connection between you and your team evolves to something beyond mere fandom. A poignant affection, which caused you to fall in love with the club in the first place, resurfaces. It’s a glorious feeling when your emotional investment is thoroughly rewarded. Here’s hoping for many more such days!
This day will live in my memory for ages and beyond. I’ve always loved an underdog. And when the underdog is your favorite team, and has caused a great upset, the connection between you and your team evolves to something beyond mere fandom. A poignant affection, which caused you to fall in love with the club in the first place, resurfaces. It’s a glorious feeling when your emotional investment is thoroughly rewarded. Here’s hoping for many more such days!
Here's to that! *takes a swig of water*
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