That was just nuts.
Up at 2.50am to travel on the club's own charter package, arrived in Istanbul early afternoon to realise I'm not getting any phone coverage at all (my provider will be getting shit for that later) and to torrential rain. We sheltered in the Istanbul Hyatt, ended up having a few beers and a steak sandwich there before heading to the fans zone, it's entertainment, dodgy beer and open sewer.
Got to the game two hours before kick off to see Freiburg fans had already filled their end (and what a credit they were, they didn't stop, not even at three-nil down and, while if the roles had been reversed we'd have probably fucked off on 80 mins, even stuck around for the trophy lift. Our trophy lift.
A walk up the cardiac hill after and we're back on the coach to the airport. Landed at Brum at 6.30am, back home just in time to see my kid go off to school, and have slept since.
I'm so proud of this team of ours. Sadly, I suspect it may have reached it's end before being at least partially rebuilt, but let's enjoy the moment, because as fans this is our moment.