I remember quite clearly, the last time liverpool played reading, we lost 3-1. I remember so clearly because it was december 8th 07 pretty late at night, and i was at the airport waiting to board the flight to siem reap.
Then a few days into the trip, uncle jason told me liverpool won 4-1 at marseille. And i remember scrambling to the computer at the internet shop during weekend r&r to watch the highlights, and wondering to myself how on earth torres scored the goal he did. The rest were further inside the shop, having a massage.
I also remember a few days later, we lost to united 1-0. I remember i was sitting all alone in the bblc field under the stars with the bblc radio, tuned in to bbc world. And i was pretty damn devastated.
I did not make any sort of effort to commit these to memory, yet some part of me just made sure that these would stay with me. Looking back, i think i know why. Each event was significant in it's own small little way (which i shall decline to elaborate), and there were little things that happened along with the aforementioned events. And sadly, these little things, which i didn't think would matter, ultimately did.
Random.