 Hatice ball fans began flooding the pitch in celebration with the players. A thousand or so people dancing, crying, on their knees and riding high. I followed them onto the grass, where I bumped into Emre, the club's translator. James! Emre. Thank you so much for everything. You supported us too much. You always win when we're here. Yes, and the nightmare is over. It is. So how does it feel now? You're shaking, you're shaking. Yes, I'm shaking because...