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The circles of football life

February 2, 2015 in Blogs

Hedvig Lindahl

Okay, let me tell you a story about something I find very important. In fact, I think this might be one of the great lessons we should all learn during one lifetime. Maybe some are born with the knowledge. Some may never get it. I believe I’ve finally realised it, the hard way.

Well, let me start.

As long as I can remember performance has been crucial to me. To get good grades in school. Only MVG (the highest grade) was good enough. I felt ashamed that I didn’t understand enough to get MVG in french. I used to say that my knowledge within that field made me feel stupid, something I had rarely experienced before. Read the rest of this entry →

It’s time for another game in the World Cup qualifier.

June 14, 2014 in Blogs

Hedvig Lindahl

We are taking on Scotland in a very important game. Both teams are undefeated and both teams dream about stepping into the arenas in Canada, into the 2015 World Cup. I don’t know how it all went down, but I know that Scotland were very close to qualify to one of the more recent tournaments. It might have been the Euro that we hosted last summer back in Sweden.

This time will be the first of our two encounters on our road to the final tournament. Scotland has scored a lot, but also let in a few I think. I believe we’ve scored a bit less, but we’ve kept our zero intact. None of that matters when we step out on the pitch. There will be players with plenty of experience playing. Read the rest of this entry →

Connected by our stories

May 21, 2014 in Blogs

Hedvig Lindahl on Women's Soccer United

Someone from WSU approached me to let me know that I am considered as one of the “high profile players”, asking if I’d be interested to blog for their community.

Not that I really care about status or anything but let’s face it, I grew up dreaming of being one of those really good ones. I was thrilled and gladly said yes. Do I have to mention that I am easily bought?

If this comment came from the bottom of the heart of the sender I don’t know and I honestly don’t care too much about it. I know I’ve come a long way on my journey.

My journey started in Marmorbyn in Sweden. Ever heard of it? It’s a small village in the heart of Södermanland, about 16 miles from Stockholm but without similarities to the capital, not even the accent. We sound like the farmers we are and I am proud of it.

In the early ages there were marble quarries in that area and the village sprung from it, I guess. During my time, that was no longer active and what was remained was known as very dangerous holes and a very deep lake. I saw the lake every time I took my bike to my first football club, located a bit from the village out on the countryside. I had to ride my bike for about 20 minutes before reaching my destination. Read the rest of this entry →