i have a confession to make, as a child i hated team sports so much that i barely dared to cross a football field. playing soccer in gym class made me feel so stupid and clumsy. and the night before sports day at school i would lay awake trying to find a way out of the embarrassment. Knut on the other hand loved playing ball - still does - and somehow his enthusiasm must have encouraged Evald, cause so does he. who would have thought that i would end up raising a football player? we think he is a natural. and i appreciate our afternoons spent practicing together so much. i only wish someone could have told me when i was nine. this one is for you Evald. i am so very very proud.