Yeah, I know I promised I'd be back on form this time, but that's just going to have to wait. Next time. I promise. Then again, you probably know what my promises are worth by now, huh?
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Sweden hasn't been in a war (officially) since a "short, dead dude" named Napoleon roamed the continent. Sure, people where he was born called him Nabullione, but that's not really relevant to my point. So yeah, a couple of hundred years without anything to get all hot and bothered about. Add to that the fact that the couple of hundred years before that had been spent gradually constructing a smaller and smaller nation, giving parts to the Russians and so on...
It all adds up to a lot of pent up adrenaline. Now we could all go beserk and rage out on the streets, but that wouldn't be very... Swedish, you know? We're all so civilized. Very nearly enough to make you sick, unless you consider things like daycare for the kids and auto insurance the stuff of dreams.
But then we go and do something like this:
On top of something like this:
No points for matching which photo to which triumph. However, points to the first and last one who can tell me the given names of the three identifiable players in the top one. Master class difficulty: No Googling!Sweden is the first nation in the history of the world to win a World Championship and the Olympic Games in the same year!
No, I'm not talking U21 bobsleigh running for people over six feet tall. I'm talking hockey. As if anything else matters. The Czechs may have robbed us of another "dream final" agains the Finns, but I'm ok with it. Lets call it a different revenge, and leave it at that.
It's like the little guy in elementary school who sucks at all the cool things like running track (was that ever cool?) or smoking behind the bleachers (not that we had any where I went to school) but is great at geography. People may think that's a pretty useless skill to have (especially compared to the smoking), but to that little kid... So what if I could name the capital of Botswana before we got to multiplication, never mind, ok! Get off my back! Geez! Anyway, the point is, we all need something to be proud of, and if you live in a small country who can't be proud about a history of parents going out of their way to make babies or guns to take over other people's babies, you take what you get. Be it safe cars, crumbling social welfare, mobile communications systems (since we lost the edge in the much sexier "mobile phones" race), or an event that's probably going to be called "people chasing a tiny black rubber thing on ice because they don't have anything better to do" by future generations.
Right now, there's a man sitting naked from the waist up, two front teeth missing, and a tatoo of something unreadble on his chest, answering inane questions on TV. And I couldn't be prouder to know he's a Swede.
It's like the little guy in elementary school who sucks at all the cool things like running track (was that ever cool?) or smoking behind the bleachers (not that we had any where I went to school) but is great at geography. People may think that's a pretty useless skill to have (especially compared to the smoking), but to that little kid... So what if I could name the capital of Botswana before we got to multiplication, never mind, ok! Get off my back! Geez! Anyway, the point is, we all need something to be proud of, and if you live in a small country who can't be proud about a history of parents going out of their way to make babies or guns to take over other people's babies, you take what you get. Be it safe cars, crumbling social welfare, mobile communications systems (since we lost the edge in the much sexier "mobile phones" race), or an event that's probably going to be called "people chasing a tiny black rubber thing on ice because they don't have anything better to do" by future generations.
Right now, there's a man sitting naked from the waist up, two front teeth missing, and a tatoo of something unreadble on his chest, answering inane questions on TV. And I couldn't be prouder to know he's a Swede.
13 comments:
Gaborone.
Your geograpy skillz are Da shit, man. I salute you.
Log in at bordshockey.net and thou shalt be greatly amazed.
Jag forsokte skriva ett inlagg, men det hamnade pa mollans plank istallet. gissa om jag stod dar med skagget i brevladan! kan du skriva?
I'd really love to try and come off all sage-like and make it seem like I actually understand what's going on, but, well, that's not going to happen any time soon.
Sadly, I cannot log in to be amazed, as I am not a member of that fine fraternity. Also, I am equally sad to say that don't know what happened with "mollans plank". Some sort of comment bug, mayhaps?
Appearantly, the webmaster does not master the Web.
Glömde byta ut ett filnamn. Nu funkar det. För mig iaf.
Man behöver inte vara member of the fine fraternity om man har kontakter. Typ med webmaster... Men dennes inbjudningar går ut i mycket begränsad upplaga, så om man får en är det bäst att man tar emot den med öppna armar.
Har du glömt bort ditt lösenord kan jag väl ta bort det så du kan skapa en ny inloggning.
ja, jag tyckte att det var lite lustigt att den diskussionen kom att foras i en blogg-gastbok tillhorande en helt bordshockeyorelaterad person. bjorn, det galler ett forum pa svenska bordshockeyforbundets hemsida som bara ar oppet for de tre kvarvarande originalmedlemmarna varav jag och david ('gcb') ar tva. jag hade problem forst med att fa det att funka, eftersom mitt inlagg hamnade i mollans (det ska vara med prickar) gastbok. mollan ar klubben jag spelar i nufortiden. ar du med? :) kanske kan du fa en inloggning och se vad skit vi snackar...
Ah, nu har jag kommit ut ur dimman. Det hela var lite som "Fem på nya äventyr", fast anno 2006; jag googlade hej vilt för att försöka fatta vad som var på gång. Det var praktiskt taget perfekt studieflykt från tenta-pluggandet, tackar och bockar! För jag är ju inte den som håller tillbaka när det gäller Lill-stöveln. (tänk vad mycket roligare saker man kan lära sig än 600 sidor kurslitteratur...)
Diss.
Indeed, there is yet much for me to learn. What would be the point of getting up in the morning, otherwise?
Bottomline: vill du skapa ett nytt login, eller minns du ditt lösenord så att du kan logga in på ditt befintliga konto?
Jag måste ha missat ett mail någonstans, eller så har jag helt förträngt att jag någonsin haft ett konto. Hur som helst lutar det alltså åt ett nytt login, om detta kan fixas.
Du skapade ett konto 29 april 2005, och skapade väl också ett Dream Team-lag, om jag inte minns fel. Men nu är det gamla raderat, och du kan skapa ett nytt. Logga in med den gamla "medlem"-inloggningen, och skapa sedan ett nytt konto med ID 494.
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