Lene Mykjåland – Norway’s Smiling Assassin

 Lene Mykjåland – Norway’s Smiling Assassin

She wears a smile like a mask,
but her opponents know better.
Behind those gentle eyes lies a clinical edge,
an instinct that finds the net,
a calm that breaks defences in silence.

Lene Mykjåland,
the quiet poison in Norway’s arsenal.
No shouting, no grand gestures –
just piercing through-balls
and ice-cold finishes.
She lets the game speak,
in a language strikers understand
and goalkeepers fear.

From Kristiansand she came,
but her game had no borders.
At Røa, she built a legacy;
at LSK, she added gold and gravitas.
Always with the same expression:
kind, almost shy.
But on the pitch?
Unforgiving.

Lene didn’t make much noise,
but she left silence behind –
the silence after a goal,
the silence of respect.

And so she lives on in memory:
the smile that came before the strike,
the assassin who never raised her voice –
only her feet.




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