Juan Mata's thoughtful act of kindness was a rare bright spot for my 12-year-old brother, Harry, during a time of horrible sadness.
My father, a football man, passed away on Nov. 6. That's not an intro I expected to write for one of my ESPN columns, but you'll understand why I have if you read on.
I'd said my goodbyes to him and left his bedside to fly to watch Manchester United play Juventus in Turin on his urging. When Juan Mata scored the equaliser in Turin, my father would have approved, ditto the late winner. But it was all a bit of a daze to me and I put off writing a match report until the following day. Those goals…