With 20 minutes left my neighbour said he was coming over to watch the end of the match with me. He’s not even remotely a football fan…
Even in brightest, lightest New Orleans, it made me realise that there’s just nothing like a knock-out competition for excitement.
So the question is, if that’s how football worked at home, would Chelsea’s recent history be better or worse?
Imagine if the FA presented a report to the league chairmen tomorrow: “Right lads, we are going to let the LA Galaxy into the Premier League…
Whether it was the relief of a win or being just deliriously happy at avoiding taking my daughter to a princess pony ride party, it was a Saturday morning well spent…