The defeat to Bayern still irks me to this day. Maybe I am such a sore loser. But the manner in which they influenced the ref to card Rafael with the 2nd yellow pisses me off every time it cares to stride along my memory’s lanes.
I know how useless it is to get mad over things I have no control over but I feel reluctant to let it go. In my mind I’m visualizing how Bayern will have their asses handed over to them. And I wish the lost inflicted so big they’ll remember it even in their Amnesias.
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