So we lost. It truely was a heartwrenching sensation. For little short of 90 minutes we were the better team.. and the other team was BRAZILIAN. That in itself is an accomplishment.
The boys played their hearts out and made us proud. I'm standing tall, I'm a fan of a great club who can stand their ground.
Fatal error in the first half gives them a 1-0 lead. We practically handed that 17 year old the ball. Did you notice him in the second half, the whole bit about bouncing the ball as he ran down the sideline. Amazing skill!! Boy wants a contract to play in Europe, somebody sign him.
After their goal we kinda went crazy, we had nothing to loose and tried hard. I could swear that the post moved to block Treika's shot. I couldn't believe when the goaly reached ElNahass's rocket.
Then .... in the second half.. Flavio SCOOOOORES. We jump to our feet, it felt like being in the stadium. Fans went wild. We were back in the game. I honestly believed we could win it. Alas, the winds don't always blow in directions favourable to the sailor's ships (arab poetry translated).
We fought well, and live to fight another day.