Magnusson

Magnusson is not my real name. Massaër is.

I was born in 1984.

I watched my first game in 1988 against Bordeaux in the Coupe de France.

Immediatly became a fan of the team.

Idolized Abedi Pele in 1992 when he played the African Cup of Nations in my hometown of Dakar and Ghana ended up losing the finale to Cote d’Ivoire and their legendary goalkeeper Alain Gouaméné in the penalties. Still rooted for them even though Abedi was suspended for the finale.

Was Crying in Bari when our captain Manuel Amoros missed the penalty and gave the Champion’s League trophy to Red Star Belgrade who were celebrating while the best player of the history of their club (Dragan Stojkovic) was playing with us.

Was celebrating after Munich and watched the irony as the best player in the history of OUR club (Jean-Pierre Papin) was playing for Milan at the time.

Never stopped loving this club, despite the second division, the bribery, the cheating, our obvious malediction that may leave us trophy-less longer than the Red Sox.

Never will support any other club.

Ever…