Why Željo? I asked.

“Because you told me so dad!”

I can’t fit into this shirt anymore, but I doubt I’ll ever meet anyone else walking one of these in Montreal, so I asked my daughter if she would wear it, for the camera. She kindly agreed. Back in the old days when I lived in Sarajevo I could see Željezničar‘s stadium Grbavica from my room. Up there from the 15th floor window, every second Sunday and occasionally on European Wednesday’s game, I could watch fans overtaking the streets and walking to the gates. It is a quite a different view now, here in Montreal.