SFRJ or what we now days would refer as ex Yugoslavia was the country where I was born and spent all of my summer holidays with family and friends while rest of the year we lived in Sweden.
I took this photo from a wall picture at Tanjug tv station when I was there some time ago because it reminds me so much about my dad who lived and died for football and I remember so well when he was bringing me to all games to watch him play and later on we went to games as spectators, this guy known everyone, from trainers, coaches players and all the former super pro guys playing in all the best European teams, I recall especially the last game ever played by the Yugoslav team as national against Faro Island, this game was played in Landskrona and of curse we where there, my dad walked in to the locker room and everybody started to hug him and great him, unbelievable to watch and I was super proud of curse, the team won this game but few weeks later Yugoslavia was banned from UEFA to participate because of the war at that time. he sent me to a sports shop to buy the most expensive ball I could find and this he throw to the players to sign, this ball have all the names of the last Yugoslavian team ever and will never be copied, I miss my dad everyday and I so sorry for my girls never had a chance to meet him, rest in piece dad .
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