Dearest FC Bayern München,
you played with bravery, intensity, passion and drive. We were constantly screwed by refereeing decisions that decided both legs of the tie but we played and supported with all our hearts. I love you, champions league or no, you’re always my champions.
I am so so proud of everything we did despite all the odds stacked against us, from ridiculous red cards/double yellows to bad offside goals (I stopped counting how many there were).
I am proud because we never backed down despite already going into the game with a deficit.
I am proud that Mats Hummels and Jérôme Boateng played so well with all they had despite the recent injury.
I’m proud we didn’t give up after going a goal down.
We withstood the ridiculous red card decision against Vidal and didn’t lose our heads. For all that, we deserve credit. We don’t buy our matches, we earn them. (hear that, Madrid?)
You all were tired, we all were, too. You all pulled yourselves together despite everything, you ran, you fought, you gave your all. We love and respect you for that. You never gave up.
We played like 11 vs 11 although we had 10. The 11th man were the fans. Always cheering, always behind the team. As fans, we had our hearts in our mouths for almost the whole tie, it was stressful, really, terribly pressurising for all of us. We screamed, pulled our hair, some of us cried, even. It’s well worth it.
It’s been a long time since we crashed out from the UCL in the quarters. This game felt like a final to all of us, for the hype, the passion, the madness.
Thank you Bayern for giving us the opportunity to be part of this amazing experience. We love you no matter what.
Thank you Mr Carlo Ancelotti for the amazing run in this competition, for bringing us all through so far.
Bayern, you make me hate football, and you also make me love football.
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