I fucking hate poetry :-)The purest football ever seen,
The peak of Pep’s great football team.
Folks tuned in from the world around,
To see Real beaten sure and sound.
Not a single pass or show of might,
Was misjudged on that special night.
Julian scored and Bernardo got two,
Dreams of Istanbul came into view.
And when the rest was said and done,
4-0, Ancelotti, your race is run.
The sad thing is, those times we got knocked out on away goals and this time we would have won on away goals - they scrap the rule and we lose on penalties instead :-(The match that proved to everybody that we really are one of the world's greatest teams and it wasn't (isn't) just a one-off lucky run as some would have you believe. Fantastic night, just wish I could have been there.