Max Rushden’s piece, prior to last month’s Champions League final, written so evocatively and poignantly about how he’d given up his ticket for the game in Madrid in favour of watching it with his father, the man who’d instilled in him his grá as it were, of both Spurs and Cambridge United, hit right me …
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