
What a majestic night, I almost choked on my milk and died of anxiety. My beloved Liverpool so famously dumped out the blueshite chelsea in the champions league semi final once again. The whole game was so nerve jangling that alcohol aside, I could only think of drinking milk to calm me down. I didn't realized I had drank almost 2 litres of milk until the end of the whole game when I checked my fridge. Had diaheora of course but its all worth it because we are going to Athens! Number 6 is coming home!!
This kind of match is really very bad for the heart, u could died of over excitement or anxiety especially during that penalty shoot out. As usual I was sweating and panting all over screaming like a crazy fella. This victory is so sweet and the sight of those blue shite bastards crying on the field at the end of the game is simply icing on the cake! I'm gonna wear my Liverpool jersey with my No.5 (Agger) to camp later on. How sweet its gonna be! I'm smiling non stop like I've struck lottery!



