What a fucking unbelievable night I had. I wanted a quiet day at work, go home before 20:00, grab a beer and watch the game.
Everything what possibly could’ve gone wrong, went wrong. Been stuck with gazillion documents for hours basically didn’t see much of the first half, besides the goal and I understood that we weren’t playing well. The rest of the game I could watch luckily in between doing things.
Even driving to home I received a call that I forgot something damn my head was so full with emotions.
Now I’m home, 5 hours later than I planned to be, but I’ll take it.