The Champions League Final against Barcelona.  Wheee!

We didn’t have a lot of championships in Cleveland — like, um, none — so when any team I cheer for gets close, I revert to small childhood.  (Gods help me if LeBron and four guys in matching shirts beat the Pistons.)

I will not be reachable between 11:30 and 2 pm PDT.

That is all. 

PS – click on the link to see Ronaldinho auditioning for a job pouring drinks on the Love Boat.  (At least until UEFA changes it and ruins the fun.)

UPDATE: At the last minute, I found a Barcelona supporter to watch the game with.  Couldn’t have been more fun.  The Arses lost their first shot at a European title, 2-1, which was more than a fair result, given that Arsenal’s early 1-0 lead was the result of two horrific calls by the ref.  The game could easily have been 3-0, so things worked out for the best.

And I get the dark satisfaction of cheering for yet another team that blows a lead near the end of a big game. 

Meravell