8-0!!!

Unbelievable.

The shitty thing is, I didn't manage to catch the match live! AAARGH!! Set the alarm at 3:30AM. It rings and I promptly shut it off and went back to sleep. Happened a couple of times before. The next time, I'm not going to sleep at all!

Woke up at 5:30AM, exactly as the match ends. It's like there was a conspiracy or something. Text message from Sean tells me the scoreline. Mixed feelings ensue, delightment at the scoreline, frustration at oversleeping. GAH!