There was a point on Tuesday, long after the Champions League quarter-finals were over, when I had to look up Jude Bellingham's records.
What I had seen earlier that evening had filled me with such joy and excitement. Never mind my association with Manchester City, I love good football and the way Bellingham played for Dortmund left me impatient to watch him again. I'm delighted I'll have the chance in the return leg next Wednesday.
But the reason I found myself going through some old stats of his was because I couldn't quite process the quality he had produced at his age.