Cup Final

Trip Start Sep 30, 2005
Trip End Jun 04, 2006

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Thursday, May 18, 2006

The European Cup Final. It's a special event because last year was so memorable. Perverse isn't it, but watching Liverpool win last year is indelibly burned into my mind because it's not often you watch a football match in the depths of an all night drinking session in China and find yourself still going hard at 6am sustained by an unbelievable football match and the adrenalin that comes with it.

This year, I'm again blessed with good company and a few glasses of ale, yet the event will dribble away into vague memories of events past soon enough, except when people make rude comments about eccentric Norwegian match officials. Even now, a couple of days hence, there's not a lot to recall. It was an enjoyable night, but not a memorable one. I suppose the reality is that we can't always have memorable days and nights because we'd disappear beneath a swamp of sensory overload. What I do know about Arsenal's 2006 European Cup Final is that the ref.... Oh I don't care, I just want to remember last year's game. It was much more fun and being and Englander abroad at the time, the partisanship was much more meaningful.

There's something troubling about being fixated on the past, but then in this case it's not my past, but a stunning sporting event of the like you'll never see - unless you watch Liverpool regularly in Cup Finals that is! Apologies at this point to all fans of Alaves, AC Milan, and West Ham who will already be spitting in their coffee at my sentiments! As trivial as football and sports are in the great scheme of things, they bring great enjoyment and the odd moment of greatness to the lives of billions of people. I don't mean the greatness of the elite of the elite either, but simply those moments when you're in an environment or situation that you realise you'll never forget because it's extreme or unique or highly valuable to you as an individual. This could be winning the tiddlywinks competition in your local pub with a bunch of mates. It is nothing to do with sport either. The conclusion I'm ambling towards is that the greatness of an experience, as judged by ourselves, only comes to us on the odd occasion and you have to learn to enjoy it there and then and treasure it for a lifetime. In that respect, it's ok to look back sometimes.
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