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While standing on the Südtribüne, the guys around me joked that Santana had finally shaved his hair again- it could only be a good performance by him then. I do not think any of those guys took seriously what they had just said but only around an hour later their words would become true and Santana would lay the base for- what I consider- a perfect night.The day could not have been better actually. The weathergod had finally decided that we had suffered enough hours of darkness, rain, snow and cold and let spring come out again and so the walk to the stadium was lighthearted and enthusiastic. After all we had managed to draw Donezk in the first game in the Ukraine and scored two away goals. A victory would be enough in any case, but also a draw could have been the ticket to the quarterfinal for us. But it came as it came so often. Our Ballspielverein decided that it would not be enough to simply try and play down a 1:1 but to give it all and show all of us and the people in Europe that we are not done, yet