
One of my biggest sports memories still was when the local hockey team, IF Bjorkloven, played the final of the national league in 1987. I was nine, and the junior team I played for played as entertainment in the halftime. You can imagine, walking onto the ice infront of a completely packed arena to play. And I had to, before the game started, skate across the rink with the trophy that was given out to the winning team in my hand. I can still hear the 'ohhh' of the crowd when I almost fell over. I managed to get over with the trophy in one piece.


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The game was not very good to be honest, however they won (2-1), I got to drink beer and eat hamburgers, and finally - finally! - listen to the piano guy that plays between the games.
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