Tonight we fucked up. I have little sympathy for the players, they switched off, they got punished and never recovered, they're gonna have to deal with this. It's on them to respond now. They can choose to be defeated and blow everything or they can rise.
The bent as fuck ref didn't help. Any chance he had he helped Madrid out he took with both hands (I.e. 3mins of injury time - ****) and that's the only sympathy I have for the players. Pep can help in so many ways but he can't play the match for you.
I am left thinking (like a lot of us), "are we ever gonna win this," and I hate the fact that I think that sometimes, but I'll be fucked if I ever stop cheering us on. It will be all the sweeter when we do finally win it, to stick to all those absolute shit house wankers who have acted as unfair roadblocks to us in any way, large or small.
Don't let the bastards grind you down. It may feel like they're on top right now but they're not. We're not fucking going away and Uefa will fucking hate the day we reach the summit.