You read that right - VICTORY!!! World Cup in Brazil, here we come! Okay, we should not make any presumptions but... time to learn samba? The evening of Victory started with me and Erna dressing the room in Bosnian flags, the word "exaggeration" didn't exist in our dictionary. If you can't be on the supporter section, you make a supporter section of your home. When the rest of the gang arrived it didn't take long before  the party started, again and again since we made three goals against the Greeks! Better than I dared to hope for! The most comical of the night must have been a while after the second goal when everyone jumped on each other in a explosion of happiness:
Me: Erna... You broke a little piece of my tooth!
Erna: SO WORTH IT!!!