Sweden football fans in London: sweaty optimism gives way to a sad silence

In a packed, yellow-shirted bar in London, Sweden’s expat community hunkered down in a sweltering afternoon

It all started so well. Ninety minutes before the game, Johan Bondegreen was quietly, stoically, Scandinavianly confident. “England,” he told me, “has some demons with Sweden.”

He and his family were all dressed in the Sweden team’s shirt, as yellow as a bunch of bananas.

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