The game you can't forget

Shay insisted that we watch the game together, at home, just the two of us. "It's the final, Dad. You don't watch a game like this with friends. We're watching it together!" he said.

Although in all the earlier stages I had hosted friends or stayed with them, this time I listened to him. I wanted our special time together.

The game itself was unforgettable. Messi gave a career-defining performance, and I couldn't sit still from the tension.

Shay, for his part, laughed at me for not stopping talking about Messi, and every time I got up from the couch in excitement, he would throw in a witty comment about how absorbed I was.