Arsenal 0-2 Schalke
There was one point last night, during a lull that could have been anytime between the first and 90th minute, but letâ€™s say for the sake of argument it was the 70th minute, when I peered to my left and noticed Shedman craning his neck to the sky. â€œIs that a plane?â€ he asked, looking at a red light, â€œor is it sand from the Sahara desert that has found its way to the upper atmosphereâ€?
We all peered upwards and stared. Maybe for a few seconds, maybe for a few minutes. Then the moon came out, its pitted surface as clear as anything, and mesmerised us, before disappearing behind a cloud once more.
â€œItâ€™s a craneâ€, said Capability Mike.
So we all started watching the football again.
I think, if pushed, that and the excellent lamb kebab I had from Bodrum on Highbury Corner were the two highlights of the evening.