I have never been to an Arsenal game, as most of you have. However, my favourite Arsenal memory was the Champions League run in the 05-06 season. Before this, I had lost interest with football for the past couple of years. My Dad had almost forced me to support a team, which drove me out of football. Anyway, back onto topic- Real Madrid at the Bernabau. I thought that I might as well watch it, as I always seemed to have a slight liking for Arsenal. Before the game, ITV were showing all of the great stars that Real Madrid had, at that point, I was thinking; “No way Arsenal will win this”. Then I heard on the TV; “The Gunners have only got one man, his name is Thierry Henry”. Of course, I allready knew what a sensational player he was. Watching through the game, I have never been so on edge and emotional. The Henry goal really touched me.
After this, I watched every game up until the final. It was if I got a buzz, the excitement- I could not control it. The Lehmann penalty save- I could have burst with happiness. Then came the final. My delightfull screams when we scored, hurling myself down the stairs shouting to my Mum; “They have done it, they have scored!” as tears welled up in my eyes. Then my emotions were flipped, as to my despair, Barcalona fought back, and eventually beat Arsenal. The final whistle, I broke into tears, and collapsed in a heap on the floor. It broke my heart, as if there was nothing left. That was the moment when I realised I was a Gooner. Now I know almost every football player under the sky. This has even launched my own football career, playing in my youth team. Football is now my life, and the team that was down to that was Arsenal.