Inter Milan (N) | Champions League Final | Post Match Thread

It was a difficult game to watch until the referee blew the final whistle. We looked nervous and frustrated with quite a few poor passes. Pep was constantly telling them to keep calm. Fair play to Inter as their game plan was clearly working. The Ederson save and Dias header at the end were fantastic. What counts though is that great finish from Rodri and the fact that we are CHAMPIONS OF EUROPE.
 
I have to be totally honest..Of course I wanted the treble..like all Blues.. I really wanted us to overcome that hurdle..BUT..I knew we had to beat the rags last week.. I had more emotion for that than last night..last night only happened as we beat the rags..Yep, all day, all night watching the videos.. Such pride.I do believe deep down if we beat the rags we would get it..and fuck me we were lucky last night, but the new Pep team can grind out a result..but for me beating the rags was so so special..just like the semi in 2011. We broke them Blues.Not only the FA Cup but the treble..Oh yes a domestic treble too. For the life of me I have been in tears all day. So happy, I mean so so happy. Like the greatest week in my life and that is so fucking weird.
 
What a night, nerves were shot but good teams find ways to win and win ugly, bin dippers did it for years in the 80's. Walker not starting a blow as Stones did not step into midfield enough
Akanji did not have his best game
Would have loved Foden to smash his shot rather than place would have been a Worldie

But we are champions of europe...we will always sing that
 
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That's me.
 
Wow! Still can’t quite comprehend it, finally that monkey off our back!!

I’m so happy for Pep and the players, they‘ve deserved that for bloody years and now finally we win it. And what a superb strike from Rodri! And Ederson, bloody hell those saves at the end.

Legends, every one of our players, fucking amazing.

Not only that, but CITY ARE TREBLE WINNERS! Drink that in.
 
Eebo said:
To be honest, the Dias clearance was at least as good as Ederson's save. I initially thought it was an own goal, couldn't see how it hadn't gone in at that speed. Incredible reactions and must have been very close to the post.

At times like these you realise how intricately football is linked with family and memories of a certain time.

Last night reminded me of being at Wembley with my Dad for the Gillingham game, before his memory problems kicked in, and then being at my Dad's house with my lad for the Agueroooo moment which finally erasied the nagging feeling of guilt for having got him into supporting City and a potential life of disappointment. Also going right back to being a kid myself at Maine Road a myself when my dad took us in the era of Franny Lee, Colin Bell, Joe Royle and Rodney Marsh and Peter Barnes.

Football is part of your family and that's why geo politics and all the crap about sports-washing and 115 charges from fucking cheeky egotistical poncey Guardian journalists like Delooney mean absolutely bugger all to City fans. It's about family and it was great to hear Jack and Erling and the players talk about their families at that moment of triumph.
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Great Post, proper got me that did. Thanks blue for summing it up for me, spot on.
 
Kakhaber The Great said:
And I think all those Dads were standing next to Dias last night, blowing the ball past the post because I’ve got no other idea how Dias managed to, in a nano-second and from point blank range, twist his neck to such an angle as to accurately direct the ball away from goal, other than the supernatural…
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Dias is a god amongst defenders. Absolute beast. Fantastic attitude - none shall pass. Fucking love him.
 
Eebo said:
To be honest, the Dias clearance was at least as good as Ederson's save. I initially thought it was an own goal, couldn't see how it hadn't gone in at that speed. Incredible reactions and must have been very close to the post.

At times like these you realise how intricately football is linked with family and memories of a certain time.

Last night reminded me of being at Wembley with my Dad for the Gillingham game, before his memory problems kicked in, and then being at my Dad's house with my lad for the Agueroooo moment which finally erasied the nagging feeling of guilt for having got him into supporting City and a potential life of disappointment. Also going right back to being a kid myself at Maine Road a myself when my dad took us in the era of Franny Lee, Colin Bell, Joe Royle and Rodney Marsh and Peter Barnes.

Football is part of your family and that's why geo politics and all the crap about sports-washing and 115 charges from fucking cheeky egotistical poncey Guardian journalists like Delooney mean absolutely bugger all to City fans. It's about family and it was great to hear Jack and Erling and the players talk about their families at that moment of triumph.
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Fucking ell I thought it was an OG and couldn’t believe it had somehow stayed out. The margins between success and failure are wafer thin. The Gillingham game, “shall we go?” at 0-2, decided to stay. 2012, how could we fuck this up? Will we ever get another chance. Dzeko and Aguero. Villa last season 0-2, we’ve fucked it up. Only we hadn’t. These moments are what makes it all worthwhile, despair to elation. The clowns who throw the shit are nobodies who would be shouting and screaming about tiddl winks if they hadn’t stumbled into football.
 
Sitting in the garden, listening to music , still letting it all sink in. Think this just about sums up where i am.
Drinking in the morning sun. Blinking in the morning sun.
Shaking off a heavy one. Heavy like a loaded gun.
What made me behave that way , using words I never say.
I can only think it must be love.
Oh anyway, it's looking like a beautiful day.

So throw those curtains wide. One day like this a year will see me right. For life.

Thank you City. Thank you Pep.
 
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