First of all:
WE'RE GOING TO FUCKING ROME!
Oh my fucking god this is BRILLIANT. I was a little worried going to the Emirates that we wouldn't do well since we never seem to do well when we play Arsenal away. But we scored two early on and that was basically that (Ronaldo's first, our second, was ridiculous. 41 yards! Who DOES that?!)
And I should be so fucking happy right now, because my boys are brilliant and amazing and are through to the final and we have the chance to retain the title which, yeah. Awesome.
But then Fletch got sent off for a fowl that never was and put everyone in a sour mood, sort of. And, to be clear, IT DOES MY HEAD IN that Fletch, of all people, got sent off, because he's been immense all season. And it was NEVER a penalty and it was NEVER a sending off and that was a ridic decision. :(
And this pic basically sums up everything I feel for him:
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Woes.
On the other hand, am dead happy for my boys. The final! Second year in a row! YUSS.