October 22nd, another unforgettable day in my journey inside the game.

That night, I attended my first UEFA Champions League game at the Santiago Bernabéu, and not just as a fan, but as an editor. It was also my first time experiencing the Champions League atmosphere at the Bernabéu, and from the moment I stepped inside, I knew it was going to be something special.

Even though I had already visited the stadium before, everything felt completely new. I couldn’t stop looking around, the massive screens, the crowd slowly filling the stands, the chants echoing through the night. The game started with a beautiful tribute to Real Madrid’s former player Lucas Vázquez, and as the fans sang the anthem and shouted the players’ names during the lineup, I felt goosebumps.

The Champions League in Madrid has a different energy. You can feel it in the air, in the fans’ voices, and even in the way the stadium lights shine a little brighter.

As it was my first experience as an editor, I decided to take this game as a learning opportunity. I wanted to observe everything, the rhythm of the media area, how journalists worked, the coordination behind every story being told. I felt like a sponge, trying to absorb as much as I could from the professionals around me.

The match itself wasn’t Real Madrid’s best performance. They struggled at times to find their usual rhythm, but managed to control possession and create a few chances. Juventus stayed compact and dangerous on the counterattack, making it a tense and balanced game. In the end, Madrid took the win, but what stayed with me most wasn’t the score, it was the feeling of being there.

Hearing the crowd roar, watching the players up close, and realizing that I was part of this world, not as a spectator, but as someone learning how it all works, felt truly surreal.

That night marked a new beginning for me. It was more than just a football match; it was the first time I truly felt like I belonged inside the game.