Eeeeek. Today's the day! We are lucky enough to have tickets for Wembley tonight. My children have no idea. I'm going to drive a bit closer to Wembley and then get the train because if there is extra time/penalties we'll miss the last train home. I've printed screenshots of the ticket page from the UEFA app and plan to just hand them to the children with a train ticket. I'm taking my dad too.
Still not sure this is a good idea. If Gormless Gareth and his gang screw this up it'll be awful. Then I keep thinking if it is another 55 years before they make a final again at least my children can say yeah I was at Wembley in 2021....and if by some chance they do win there is no place to be but Wembley tonight.
Gawd. I keep thinking of Danny Baker's comment - "Football. bleeping football. Imagine not being into it. Those poor, poor half-alive bastards." (The final day of the season when Man City scored twice in stoppage time to take the title from scum on goal difference, still makes me laugh now) and both cursing my dad for brainwashing me with his football shenanigans and being grateful he did because it's a wild ride.
My son is fit to burst with excitement. Little bit concerned he will combust when he finds out he is going to the game. Pray for me. His disappointment if they mess this up will be awful. We're Leeds fans so until recently he has had a lifetime of disappointment, it's not his first rodeo but I think this is bigger because everyone at school is rooting for the same team whereas he is usually the only Leeds fan.
13 hours, 34 minutes, 26 seconds to go.
Longest day of my life.
Still not sure this is a good idea. If Gormless Gareth and his gang screw this up it'll be awful. Then I keep thinking if it is another 55 years before they make a final again at least my children can say yeah I was at Wembley in 2021....and if by some chance they do win there is no place to be but Wembley tonight.
Gawd. I keep thinking of Danny Baker's comment - "Football. bleeping football. Imagine not being into it. Those poor, poor half-alive bastards." (The final day of the season when Man City scored twice in stoppage time to take the title from scum on goal difference, still makes me laugh now) and both cursing my dad for brainwashing me with his football shenanigans and being grateful he did because it's a wild ride.
My son is fit to burst with excitement. Little bit concerned he will combust when he finds out he is going to the game. Pray for me. His disappointment if they mess this up will be awful. We're Leeds fans so until recently he has had a lifetime of disappointment, it's not his first rodeo but I think this is bigger because everyone at school is rooting for the same team whereas he is usually the only Leeds fan.
13 hours, 34 minutes, 26 seconds to go.
Longest day of my life.
what a bonkers kick off time though, talk about torture! Enjoy to those who are going and sing your hearts out for the lads.
see I’m ok because I barely sleep and I don’t drink so I’m used to functioning like that. Not sure I can be bothered to go to the gym at that time though!
