I have followed Real Madrid since the 90s. No season ever comes close to the 2007-08 season when we stole the title from Barca.
We went into the 2007/08 season having won nothing for 4 years (worse than current United) and our entire backroom/team was a shambles (like the current United). The only thing we did right was hire Don Capello who simply doesn't give a sh-t about reputations (EtH now?) and focused on results rather than style.
We had to win the final game of the season and were down 1-0 to Mallorca until the final 20 minutes of the season.
Then Don Capello subbed our team's underwear model with an actual player and the rest is history.
Putting in a Spanish-language video because English just doesn't do justice. Watch in full volume.
1:40 - Equalizer
3:09 - We lead
4:56 crowd pop - we double the lead. Up until this moment, my father who doesn't understand my love for Madrid and that I can die for the team, was taunting me just to f-k around with my head and remind me what a loser I am. He is not really a fan but has a really loose/casual interest in the game. When this goal went in, I swear I heard voices telling me to strangle him and watch the life go out of him as a 'thank you' sacrifice to the Gods. I might have even done it but my body went out of control and forced me to keep shouting "Cmoooon! C'moooon! C'moooon!". And I also couldn't see through the tears.
Years of pent-up rage - virgin, no friends, always an outsider, no gf ever, brutal job, no recognition, no real talent, hardworking but always come 5th place despite my best efforts - came out. If someone would have f-d with me at work the next day, I'd have beaten the shit out of the entire city!