I still perfectly remember the 20th July 2014, a sunday that really deserved its name. After I had watched my country becoming World Champion for the fourth time, I decided to spent my summer vacation in Sweden – in Lund to be precise. From there I only needed to master a three hour train ride to Göteborg in order to fulfill a long-cherished wish of mine: watching an IFK-match live in Gamla Ullevi. Unfortunately, I didn’t make it quite in time for kick-off. My train was delayed, therefore I missed the first 20 minutes of the game. But that didn’t hurt too much, since nothing really had happened and I still witnessed Blåvitt taking the lead just moments before half-time: […]