Before you leave for home with the chances of not coming back, there are some things that needs to be said.

Where to start though?

The first time I saw you, Tim, I thought you were a bit scary. I might have been the only one to think that, I might have not. However, you are not. You may be a very tall, red and foreign man, but not in the least bit scary.

I heard that you don't like being praised. Or told how awesome you are, or how much you mean to us, or anything by the likes of that. So, taking that in mind, I will just go ahead and not give damn.

I don't think that anyone was really prepared for this, and even if you had told us a month in beforehand, we wouldn't have been. We would still feel disoriented and small and a bit afraid, to be honest. Somehow, we probably imagined a forever-picture, where you just simply stayed.

Tim. You're giving every future coach a very hard time standing up to your standards. They are gonna have to work hard to be as good as you've been. You are always encouraging people, making them fight that extra ten percent, whatever it may be, cheering them on all the way. You always believe that we can achieve the unachievable, and succeed when failure looks like the most possible outcome.

Whomever it is in need of your attention, and whatever it is about, you are always full of advice and kind words, and you always listen to the end, trying to understand what the crap we're talking about. And I really admire you for that, because that is probably the strongest, and most valuable characteristics anyone could have.

I'll never forget our first tournament when you said “those of you girls who have canons for arms, us'em!” smiling as if it were christmas, or when you told Andreas that the handbrake was in while he was driving, or when you stuck French fries in Linnea's ice-cream telling her that it'd be delicious, or how patient you were while teaching us our rotations, repeating yourself a million times over and over.

Nor will I, or anyone else here for that matter, forget your enthusiasm during a good training, the pepp-talks after a bad one, and all the “YES” when someone did something they usually couldn't do, or did something exceptionally good.

We'll always remember, whether we like it or not, what a great coach you are, because face it, you're a lot more amazing than you let on.

Thank you for always believing in us regardless of whether we deserved it or not.

Thank you for always sincerely caring about our team, treating us with respect and wanting for us to become even better.

Wanting for us to become great.

Thank you for taking on our team almost full-time and making it into something so unbelievably strong.

Hopefully, you will be back soon with more weird training-sessions, pepp-talks and expectations on us.

We'll train hard, and when you come back we'll show you what we can do.

That's a promise.