Blurb Klinsi was my first love, in 1987 in the village. Rick Astley and Bono didn't even need to unpack. I liked everything about Klinsi: the shy look, the baker's blond hair, the Golf convertible in which I would have liked to be taken along, his modesty, which I suspected from his smile and, of course, his striker on the pitch. I was a fan of FC Bayern and he was a player at VfB Stuttgart. Being a football fan as a girl led to isolation. It was the boys' sport and other girls were not interested in it. I began to write letters to Klinsi. Nobody else listened to me. My life began to be put in order.