Today is decision day for all football fans in Croatia who support their national team. Personally, I haven't missed a single match, whether it's the European or World Cup.
I follow all the teams and their matches, but my heart only supports one.
I remember 2018 as if it were yesterday, when little Croatia won a big silver medal, losing in the final against the great France.
It was a celebration then.
People celebrated for days, in all places, squares, cafes, beaches, everywhere people gathered and sang until dawn.
For days and weeks, little Croatia was in the spotlight, even though it came second, but considering it has less than 4 million inhabitants, it was our greatest world success and therefore in the eyes of other people from large countries.
I watched every match surrounded by my closest friends, but also friends I met at the place where the match was being watched that day.
Of course, my younger son was with me too, because he is crazy about football even though he trains karate.
Every attack by our team was followed with excitement and every goal celebrated as if we were champions.
That year, 2018, has stayed with me and will always remain in my memory.
I hope today that Croatia will manage to advance to the round of 16 of the Euros and give me a bit more good energy.
Of course, if they lose, I still have my favorites to cheer for, but there's only one in my heart.
