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Sheffield United vs. Tottenham Hotspur: Final score 2-2, thank you based Christian Eriksen

That was stressful and ultimately awesome. WEMBLEY!

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Tottenham Hotspur and Sheffield United played a weird game on Wednesday, in which very little happened for long stretches. Spurs scored off a nasty free kick, looked to be coasting to an easy win, then got caught trying to do just that. Everyone was breathing into paper bags for about 10 minutes until Harry Kane and Christian Eriksen rescued us like the shiny golden gods that they are. The match ended 2-2 on the night, sending Spurs through to the League Cup final 3-2 on aggregate.

The first goal, Eriksen's free kick, was the best thing to ever happen to my life. And we needed it too, because Spurs got off to a pretty bad start. Michel Vorm mishandled a cross in the 10th minute, leading to a wide-open Jamie Murphy shot from 12 yards that was blocked off the line. But Eriksen scored his curling stunner of a free kick in the 28th minute, and we all got to breathe easy for a while.

Then, Che Adams struck. He's an 18-year-old who hadn't scored any senior goals before this game. He came from Ilkeston FC, a fake team, in Ilkeston, Derbyshire, which is a fake place. It was his fourth career appearance of any kind, he was basically thrown on as a total prayer, and he delivered with two goals in three minutes.

Jan Vertonghen was weirdly asleep during this entire sequence after what was a previously good game as part of a previously good season. It was hella strange. But in the 79th minute, Spurs were tied up 2-2 on aggregate, about to head to extra time.

We are Spurs fans and we cannot forget about our long history. When we concede two dumb goals to a lower division team in a massive game, we just assume it's going to get worse. We forgot that we have Eriksen and Kane, who are shiny golden gods and probably the two greatest players in the history of the game.

Our boy Slackjaw did his best Riquelme (RIP) impression, playing a ludicrous through ball into the path of Eriksen, who had a casual look on his face like scoring a game-winning goal in a cup semifinal was totally beneath him. He performed the task anyway.

We're going to Wembley. Bring it on, Chelsea.