All I remember is, being in my seat with my head in my hands contemplating the journey home after the match. I just wanted to somehow be transported from the ground to my bed with no having to deal with the rest of the world in between.
Then I hear my sister next to me shout "Go on!!", so I glance up in time to see Balotelli slip it through to Aguero, then....
I was just stood there with everyone around me going mad, checking the linesman, checking the ref, even checking the linesman at the other end just to make sure. Then I just hugged my sister, hugged my dad, jumped around, collapsed into my seat with my head in my hands again. It's all a bit blurry after that, the next thing I remember is being sat in a pub feeling dizzy with a smile fixed on my face.