The most emotionally draining night of my life. What a year it's been. The feeling still hasn't worn off.
Thank god I watched it at home because if I'd gone to Istanbul I absolutely would have died from some kind of heart episode in that stadium, no question. It was bad enough on the sofa at my parents'. Worth it all by the end of course, but I couldn't do anything except collapse and cry when the whistle went. As soon as the game ended I just slid off the sofa into the foetal position on the floor and eventually crawled over to my mum and we cried together for a good five minutes. We just about gathered ourselves in time for them giving out the medals and lifting the trophy.
Have a read of this brilliant thread if you missed it at the time. Has brought many a tear to my eye since I first went through it: https://forums.bluemoon-mcfc.co.uk/threads/to-all-the-blues-no-longer-with-us.360385/