I was never that concerned, because at no time did it ever even vaguely cross my mind that they would or could win.
I remember watching the game and even though between the two goals, Spurs had lion share of possession they really did nothing with it.
I was disappointed that they made the final, but that was mainly because I felt Ajax deserved to go through to the final.
Liverpool were obviously favourites but having somehow blundered their way through to the final I was terrified that they’d win the thing .
Really didn’t bear thinking about.
I was on a work trip to Edinburgh when the semi final second leg was going on.
Saw it was 2-0 to Ajax as we were about to take off. As we landed I took my phone off airplane mode, checked and thought “oh fuck OFF!”.
I was on the world’s worst stag do during the final. Was coming home as the game was going on - had heard it was 1-0 before I left. The M25 was down to one lane at one point and I was at a standstill. I knew the game was over so I checked my phone, thought “oh thank fuck” and drove the rest of the way home feeling a little happier.
Reyes. It was sad, but wasn’t he drunk and speeding? So I’m a little less sympathetic than I initially was. Still a sad waste of a young life though