It's hard to describe



Two years ago we were 3-0 down and everything seem a hopeless clause. As upset and distress as I felt, I didn't shed a single tear. Maybe back then I didn't had time to shed one. I had to comfort others' with a weaker heart than mine. But this morning, against the same opposition, we went down 2-0 and it was hard to understand why but the tears started flowing out from that moment on. When Dirk Kuyt pulled a goal back in the last few mins, the tears couldn't be contained any longer. They flowed out and I weeped like a wimp. Football have caused me to be on the verge of tears, football have caused my heart to suffer heart wrecking moments, but football have never made me cry. This morning it did.



It's hard to describe the emotions I felt during those moments. This loss feels so painful, so heart breaking, it's almost like a funeral. I don't have the mood for anything now, I wished I had cleared 1 full day of leave instead of half and now I have to go back for half day's duty. I feel for the many thousands of Liverpool fans who made the trip to Athens, I feel for those who paid thousands of pounds just to watch the game, and don't even mention the millions of us who watched this heart shattering game on tv. I feel so down, this was a final we didn't deserve to lose and everything I'm feeling now was a complete opposite of what I felt in 2005.

It couldn't get any worse, we've all got to pick ourselves up and move on but it's not easy at all.