A long, long, long, long day
Yesterday was a long, long, long, long day.
It started in magical fashion - getting up at 5am to watch dawn slowly creep over the mountains of southern Crete behind the castle at Frangokastello, straining to see the ghosts of Cretan warriors from the 1800s.
It ended less gloriously, 20 hours later, approaching 1am our time. After coming back from 2-1 down in extra time with only four minutes left, whilst down to ten men, my RCD Espanyol then contrived to lose the UEFA Cup on penalties.