The big game

Last night I was on a desperate search looking through all the channels in my room to find the Champions League final. I had checked earlier that afternoon to see which channels I had and realised that I might have to go out to watch it. After a few enquiries I was reassured that it would be available, yet at 1:30 this morning my hope was shattered. I went to the VTV network looking for any signs of hope, yet all I found was disappointment when I saw that the stations pregame telecast was already underway.

I remembered one of the staff here saying you could view the VTV telecast from the website so I searched for this option only to find singing. I was confused as what to do when suddenly mid song the telecast started to announce the teams. I was thinking if this is all I got then this will do, these are desperate times. Then suddenly sounds burst out of the other room startling me, and as I looked I saw that the game was being televised by THAG (An Giang TV).

Well the game was underway and I was a mixture of nervous energy and excitement. Liverpool looked good, yet I was concerned that their strike power was inaccurate. I started to drift a bit towards the end of the 1st half, yet was awake to see a terrible thing, a foul just outside the penalty box. My heart sank as I watched Milan score a goal of a deflection. Originally from the replay I saw, I thought the deflection came off his upper arm yet it just must have been the angle as no one else seems to have seen that. Milan were quite lucky to score against the run of play at half time.

Liverpool came out after half time energised. I could feel that they were ready and would score to goals to take the cup back to Anfield. Milan did that boring thing of continuously defending deep making them boring to watch. On the other hand, I felt Liverpool was exciting to watch they were setting themselves up for nice runs, yet to my dismay no luck. I was feeling the pressure of time when the most horrible thing happened in the 82nd minute, Liverpool’s defence slept for a microsecond to allow for a second goal. I felt gutted after this as I was thinking there is no way you for them to come back.

The 89th minute saw Kuyt edge a header into the corner bringing the game to 2-1. I felt the surge of excitement run through my body as I was lost in the moment recounting the 2005 miraculous comeback. However, it was not long to realise that more time was needed. As the final whistle blew I thought Liverpool played better and were more exciting to watch (12 shots @ goal to 5 shots) and just had some bad luck around halftime. As the newspapers say Agony in Athens.