I woke up at the 90 minute mark, checked my phone and Bournemouth were 1-0 up. I was very cautiously optimistic. Went to the loo, came back and Haaland had scored. I felt a bit of sick in mouth. But by the time I had fired up the iPad and turned on the game it was all over and we were Champions again.
My wife has no regard for football at all, except she did come to a few Women's World Cup games with me in Sydney and enjoyed those, but she even knew the significance of this for me and my 25 year old son who obviously has no memories of the last time we were champions.
Still buzzing and watching all the content - keep em coming!
