Watching the Champion's League final was a unique experience in humble. And then a Lazurus inspired return of Ronaldo's own fear of overcoming.
For the first 40 minutes of the game Cristiano was the dominant force in the game, he was the funnest player to watch, the most ready to step on the pitch, and the best able to execute his game (oh Tevez, how nearly you destroyed your club!). I mean really, dude came out dancing with the prettiest girl and took her right to bed.
But then Chelsea found the back of the net from a out of nowhere. And then from the best silence. That second half Ronaldo (and the rest of the team in all fairness) was nowhere to be found. And that miss on kicks was probably on of the most visible acts of choking you will ever see in sports. It's hard to make kicking a penalty look bad, but he did. He should have a thank-you card already on the way to Terry.
But anyway, he came out and proved me wrong, then proved me right, then walked away with a Champion's league trophy and a goal, so all will be forgotten and his march to history can continue.
And Kobe is SO FUCKING GOOD.
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