I remember my ex-girlfriend and I had just broken up a day or two before this and I honestly did not care because I was looking forward to it so much, so much riding on it, etc. Then when Muller scored, I started freaking out not only because we were going to lose AGAIN and not qualify, but also dealing with my personal life. But then Drogba scored and we won on penos and I couldn't care less about anything else.