Some good memories here.
I have only really been emotional a few times at football. Once when I went to the Reading home game in 2007 a few days after my dad died. Me, my son and an empty seat next to us. I’d thought I’d be ok but it was hard that day and for the rest of the season.
The second time was at the FA cup final against Stoke for the same reason really. My dad was lucky enough to watch us in the 60’s and 70’s so saw plenty of good times but that moment when we won the cup was very emotional for me after watching us for all those 34 years that we were so often ridiculed for. I missed him being there that day.
The only other time was in Istanbul last year. Winning the CL and seeing the happiness on the faces of the fans was a glorious hour or so.