My father has recently passed away. His funeral was a beautiful ceremony on a sunny Sunday afternoon in Nyborg, Denmark. Amid the grief, I had forgotten that Denmark was playing Portugal in the Nations League that same evening, a match that my father surely would have watched, although lately Denmark has not been as good as we would have hoped, and I must admit that I did not feel much like watching the match played in Braga, but did anyway.
Perhaps it was the Danish National team’s way of saying goodbye to Father, who had seen Ole Madsen play against Sweden, loved the 1986 side, and celebrated the 1992 triumph, but Denmark were fantastic against the number five National team in the world. Denmark went deservedly ahead on a penalty kick by Pierre Emil Højbjerg (it was in my opinion not a penalty though, one of those involuntary handballs that VAR tends to always call), but in the second half destroyed Portugal completely with two excellent goals by Rasmus Højlund and a header by Joachim Andersen. The consolation goal by Bernardo Silva in the 93rd minute meant nothing.
Denmark were superior, a great match, and I know my Father enjoyed watching it from Heaven.