Dinner with Gunde
Meeting Gunde Svan was not supposed to happen this way. No, not while pushing a Swedish meatball through a puddle of lingonberry sauce. Maybe a shake of the hand at the prize giving ceremony for the Royal Cup Sprint around the King’s Castle in Stockholm, or at Café Opera after the World Cup Finale. No, not while eating dinner in Torsby. In a dining hall filled with Sweden’s national team, Gunde sat down beside coach,...