"3-3 at full time. Goals from Cisse and Steven (two). Will text you final."
"And now extra time. I love Steven so much."
"Seriously gonna die."
"PENALTIES. GONNA DIE. GIVE MY LOVE TO ALL."
"WE DID IT. THREE-ONE ON PENALTIES. I LOVE STEVEN, RIISE, AND DIDI. ALSO YOU."
This is what happens when you have promised to text people updates on the final, and then something like this happens. I don't know what's happened to my team -- apparently we've decided since Istanbul that the only good win is a ridiculously dramatic one. It's bad for my heart, my fingernails, and my friends, but man. I can't say I'd trade it for being, like, a Chelsea fan.
Poor West Ham, though. Penalties are an awful, awful way to lose a final, and they were the better team for most of the match. That's just what happens when you go up against the comeback specialists of Europe, though.
14 May 2006
Text messages sent during the FA Cup final.
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Hee. My last (unsent) message was something like "EEEEEEE OMG I loveddr"
Hee. Drunk texting. How well I know you.
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