Eleven at night, trying to avoid thinking about going to work in less than eight hours I fire up the TiVo and see that not only has soccer been recorded, but one of the games is my team.
Arsenal.
The downer is, the game is the second leg of their Champions League tie with AC Milan.
I'll explain.
Europe's Champions league is comprised of all the teams who won (or nearly won) their country's championship. They are the best each league has to offer. True, not all leagues are created equal. Bulgaria's best is still pretty lousy, but Europe has enough good leagues to ensure a quality competition.
Italy's league is arguably the best in the world. They have had their share of
league-altering corruption scandals, but there is enough money coursing through Italy's Serie A to ensure the best players will gravitate there.
AC Milan is a perennial champion of the Serie A. They are one of the best teams in the best league on the planet.
At this stage of the tournament – teams are paired up against an opponent and play two games – one at each team's home stadium. The scores of both games are added together and the winner of that aggregate score advances to the next round. If there is a tie, goals scored on the road are the tiebreaker – if they are still tied, they go to penalty kicks.
This match was the second of this pairing. Arsenal had flubbed their way to a 0-0 draw at home – and now had to win on the road at Milan's home stadium, the San Siro.
Now, that's plenty of anxiety right there. Milan has never lost to an English side on their home field.
The game starts out with Milan owning the early play. Arsenal had miserable luck getting passes together and finding their lone striker, Adebayor.
Side note: I know lone strikers are truly not alone – but it bugs me when a talented forward is distanced from their support. They typically get the choice of a lone sprint into multiple defenders – or turn and wait for backup (while the multiple defenders hack on you).
Anyway – Milan's pushing Arsenal around for the first fifteen or so. The Arsenal playmaker, Fabregas, keeps getting cut off or run over.
Milan's racking up the possession and it starts to look dangerous. Their teen phenom, Pato, breezes past five Arsenal defenders (and misses) with alarming ease.
And then a great thing happens – although I didn't think so at the time. Arsenal's mifielder, Alexander Hleb gets
hacked down by Allesandro Nesta right on the 18 yard line.
Unquestionably a foul, and a likely penalty. The Austrian ref storms over, reaching in his pocket for a yellow card.
-and he gives it to
Hleb. For
diving.Hleb just about detonates – on the feed you can see his eyes bulge out as he mouths an incredulous "Me?"
The replay clearly shows Nesta swing his foot full on into Hleb's shin, right on the line.
Nesta slinks off, also incredulous.
I'm thinking this is shades of Milan having the ref in their pocket (I mean, there IS precedent for
this sort of thing). Home field advantage? I'll just
bet.Hleb stalks back into the game – but something has changed. Arsenal was frustrated before, now they're pissed off.
Adebayor finds a previously untapped energy reserve and begins muscling his way through the right side of Milan's backfield at will. Hleb, Flamini and Fabregas start cutting off Milan's passes.
Milan's star players get stymied by the Arsenal defense. Pato vanishes, and Kaka gets so frustrated that he spikes the ball out of play and earns a yellow card.
Arsenal is swarming, owning possession. They do everything but score.
At this point, the game is looking to be a repeat of the first leg – Arsenal valiant, clearly the better side - but missing all their chances.
The clock is running down and Arsenal cannot sustain their tempo – no one could. Not without some payoff.
And then it happens. In the 84th minute, Fabregas – instead of his usual playmaking – gets the ball 25 yards out and just tees off.
It shouldn't go in, but it does – curling past Kalac's outstretched hands and just inside the post. The entire Arsenal squad goes nuts.
The crowd at the San Siro is stunned. Arsenal has scored on the road – since an away goal is the tiebreaker, Milan must now score twice in less than ten minutes or they lose.
Kaka, Maldini, Gattuso – they've got too much pride to quit, but they know they're all but finished.
Kaka keeps trying to sprint past the Arsenal defense – and keeps getting stuffed. There is a threatening corner kick, but it's cleared.
Then Arsenal's late sub Walcott surges around the end of Milan's back line. He falls just beyond his marker – and immediately rights himself to finish his turn and cross the ball to-
-Adebayor.
He deservedly thunders his shot in, sealing the victory and tearing the heart out of Milan's faithful.
It's the 92nd minute – past midnight for me - and I'm silently waving my arms in the air like a crazy man, since baby E is sleeping on my lap.
Milan – outplayed at home, beaten at home. And Arsenal's stars sealing the deal.
Scoreline - March 4, 2008AC Milan: 0
Arsenal: 2Fabregas 84'; Adebayor 90'I have to get up in six hours, and I just don't care.
Arsenal! Damn right!

Goalscorers Cesc Fabregas and Emmanuel Adebayor celebrate