in another 39 hours 30 minutes; i've probably had anxiety attack.. and the next 2 hours would probably resulted in either cheers or mourning..

either or, by just thinking about the final, it made my stomach flip-flopp, feeling restless and and a stab pain to my chest if the thought of losing occur (i tend to think the worst rather the best..

sometimes, i "curse" the day that i lay my eyes on Maldini (USA 94') that started this whole Milan affair, but, then, i wouldnt enjoy taste of success, failure, winning and losing that i would have to endure anyway in any day of my life.. Maldini and Co. just made it a little bit more interesting.. and the "ajla" you know today would not the be the same

as best as my Rossoneri is.. football can be so cruel that the best team doesnt always win.. but, then.. i just keep my finger crossed.. a win would made my day in soo many months to come.

a lost? probably 3 months of mourning would do, and i would "slit the throat" (nah! i'm not that evil = just hangover from watching "gang of new York") of anyone who ever mention about Liverpool for the next 2 weeks to my face