Mystery: Man Deletes His Past Before He was Found Dead.

Mystery: Man Deletes His Past Before He was Found Dead.

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The Man Who Deleted His Past Before He Was Found Dead
In 2009, a man calling himself Peter Bergmann was found washed up on an Irish beach. Ten years later, police, journalists, and internet sleuths are still trying to work out what happened.
By Francisco Garcia
October 14, 2019, 10:27am

One June afternoon in 2009, a thin man dressed in black boarded a bus to Sligo, a small coastal town not far from the Irish border. Three days later, after a quiet weekend spent largely alone, the man was dead—his passing the first act of a mystery that has now baffled and compelled police forces, journalists, film-makers, and internet sleuths for over a decade.

The beginning of this story is the earliest known point of the man’s journey: Derry, in northern Ireland, where he boarded a mid-afternoon bus over the border to Sligo.


Arriving at 6:28 p.m. as the evening sun warmed the water of Sligo Bay, the man took a taxi to the center of town. In the years since, some have offered this as proof of his unfamiliarity with Sligo: to walk from the station takes just over ten minutes at an ordinary pace. That said, he did also have two bags to carry, and his graying hair and slight frame suggested he could have used the help.

The first hotel the man tried was full—it was a Friday night at the peak of the summer tourist season—but he had more luck at the Sligo City Hotel on Quay Street, where he paid for three nights upfront. Writing in the register, he put down his address as Ainstettersn 15, 4472, Vienna, Austria, which matched his Germanic accent. With the same pen he gave his name as Peter Bergmann. At no point was he asked for identification.

The next day passed without much incident. Bergmann made his way to the General Post Office at 10:49 a.m., where he bought eight stamps and some airmail stickers. He ran some errands around town and arrived back at the hotel to eat and take an occasional cigarette outside, keeping himself politely but firmly to himself.

On Sunday, in the early afternoon, he left the hotel for the town’s only taxi rank and asked to be taken to a quiet beach, where he could swim. The driver took his softly-spoken fare to Rosses Point, the peninsula known for its dramatic views, about 15 minutes away by car. On arrival, Bergmann got out, surveyed the vast blue expanse and seemed satisfied with the choice. Instead of disembarking as expected, he took the taxi immediately back to Sligo, where he settled into the groove of another evening alone.


Just after 1 p.m. on Monday, June 15, Peter Bergmann checked out of the hotel and deposited his key at reception. He left one of his original bags—a purple plastic “bag for life”—and what appeared to be a new black luggage case. He took a circuitous route to the bus station; at one point he stopped in the doorway of a shopping precinct and waited, poised like a man about to turn back. Instead, he made his way to the bus station and, on arriving, read notes on scraps of paper he’d picked out of his pocket, before tearing them up and depositing them in a nearby garbage bin. The bus departed at 2:20 p.m. to Rosses Point.

Later, it was established that up to 16 people had seen Bergmann on the beach that afternoon. He wasn’t trying to hide himself. They all remember a jovial, if formally-dressed, figure greeting the strangers who crossed his path.

The next morning, not long after 6 a.m., a local man and his son were jogging along the sand, amid the last remnants of a sea fog. They were the first to find the washed up body of a thin, middle-aged man with closely-cropped gray hair. Peter Bergmann was dead, but the mystery that has since surrounded his story was only just beginning.

peter bergmann cafe sligo

Ivisited Sligo for the first time on a Friday in May 2019. I’d flown to Dublin that morning and taken the three-hour cross-country train, passing field after field, town after town, before arriving at Sligo’s train station, directly above the bus station where Peter Bergmann arrived all those years ago. It was a fine day, so I let my feet direct me into town, past the full wall mural to WB Yeats, Sligo’s most famous advocate.

I made my way straight to the Sligo City Hotel. I wanted to start there, just as Bergmann had, but I couldn’t say exactly why. For the last year or so I have spent much of my working life covering cases of missing people in the UK and further afield. Their stories can sometimes tell us all sorts of things about the way we live now, about loneliness and pain. But they can often speak to nothing else than the missing person’s own private mysteries.


Peter Bergmann’s body had been taken to post mortem. He had been found naked, his clothes scattered across the shore. The pockets were empty. No money, no wallet, no forms of ID. It was quickly established that he’d drowned, though there wasn’t any hint of foul play. His teeth were in good condition, excluding a few fillings. It was his body that drew attention. It was battered and wrecked. The tests revealed advanced prostate cancer and bone tumors. He had suffered previous heart attacks and was missing a kidney. The toxicology report returned no evidence of medication in his system, despite the intensity of the pain he must have been suffering.

There are all sorts of ways we deal with the dead. Some are simple enough: their bodies are collected, identified, and put to rest with the minimum amount of fuss. They are the known deceased, with loved ones and mourners. Some, though, are trickier, and require exploration to make sense of.

It quickly became apparent that there was something strange about Peter Bergmann. The total lack of ID or belongings, and the fact that the labels of his clothes had been crudely hacked away with scissors. Authorities checked his address and found a vacant lot in Austria, while extensive searches didn’t reveal any “Peter Bergmann” who could possibly match the man’s description. The letters he posted from Sligo have never been traced.

As more days passed, the mystery mutated into something the police hadn’t really encountered before. Missing people were one thing; this was becoming something else entirely, almost supernatural in its intrigue.

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Peter Bergmann’s last days were pieced together by trawling through Sligo’s CCTV network. The shuffling, scrupulously-careful figure had left the hotel each day armed with his purple plastic bag, full, and returned with it empty. The hours in between were a mystery. It appeared that he had deposited his belongings in various garbage bins around the town, taking great care to avoid being picked up by surveillance cameras. Watching the snippets of available footage is an odd sensation, like watching a ghost move through the world of the living. The man who spent his last days as Peter Bergmann has never been identified.

On a Saturday afternoon in September 2019 I met with Detective Inspector Ray Mulderrig at Sligo Garda station. He is the third DI who has had ultimate responsibility for the Bergmann case. In 2009 it was John O’Reilly, who has since been promoted and moved to a different district. Mulderrig talked with precision, and politely corrected me when I asked if he was fascinated with Peter Bergmann. “We don’t get fascinated in cases,” he said. “They arrive to us and we deal with them.”

Mulderrig believes Sligo was no random choice of destination. “There seems to have been a purpose to it,” he said. “Everything he did seemed to have had a purpose, from cutting the labels of his clothes and all the rest of it. The question you have to ask is: Why Sligo? If you want a scenic place to die, you’re spoilt for choice across the west coast of Ireland, or even Scotland for that matter. Something must have brought him here, even if we’ve never been able to say what that was.”

Despite the dead ends and false starts, Mulderrig explained how many hours have been dedicated to the hunt for answers. Almost everything in their power has been attempted. They have conducted searches and chased down leads, no matter how far-fetched. They have Bergmann’s DNA, clothes, and remains. It is now a waiting game may go on forever. “I liken it to a computer that has gone into ‘sleep mode,’” he said. “When something new comes up, or someone credible comes forward, then we will move the mouse and it will spring back into action.”

The years have spawned all sorts of wild, mostly online theories. At the time of writing, I counted nine separate Reddit threads dedicated to the mystery of Peter Bergmann. Some posit he was an intelligence operative, or a gangster on the run from a shadowy organized crime group. Others, that he was trying to claim a life insurance policy for his loved ones.

One even suggests that the whole thing was an elaborate hoax, cooked up by Irish filmmaker Ciaran Cassidy—whose 2013 documentary The Last Days of Peter Bergmann was until recently some of the only media coverage of the case—as some kind of avant-garde comment on our macabre fascination with true crime. I asked Cassidy about this directly on Twitter and he responded a couple of minutes later. “It’s real,” he messaged back. “Welcome to the rabbit hole.”

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In September 2019 I met Treasa Nealon, writer of A Dream of Dying—a play telling the Bergmann story in reverse, which kickstarted my fascination with the case over three years ago.

It was early evening when we met at Sligo’s Riverside Hotel, and—after much back and forth on Twitter—I could finally ask how she came across the case. Despite growing up in a small town only a few miles from Sligo, Treasa had never heard of Bergmann before she wrote the play; she’d stumbled across him after searching for “unidentified missing people, west coast Ireland,” and had been unable to stop reading. The story seemed to stir something in her, empathy and creativity in equal measure.

“It’s too intrusive to say that ‘I wrote from his perspective.’ You can’t put thoughts in this man’s head,” she said. “But creating the backstory for him painted a picture for me, at least. I hope he had a nice childhood and a good life, though we can’t ever be sure. Everything he left us with is just so sad. To know that you’ve seen the play and it’s sparked something in you makes me happy, because I want him to be identified. Of course people want to know the answer, but he didn’t want to be identified. Maybe he thought no one would care, I don’t know.”

We talked over what we knew of the case. There were the cut up clothes and the ghostly room at the Sligo City Hotel. There was the grainy hotel CCTV footage showing the condemned man making his way to and from his final errands, the substance of which we can still only guess at. There is the documentary and play, as well as all the theories and speculations of the online sleuths, transforming the patchwork of concrete details into an intricate tapestry of conspiracy. Finally, there are those who were left behind, whoever they may be.

When someone is reported missing, we are used to seeing their grieving family and loved ones representing their concerns. Homemade posters are printed, campaigns are organized and coordinated. There will be someone there to carry the heartbreak long after police resources and media interest have run dry.

With Peter Bergmann, there are no loved ones that we know of, and only professionally concerned advocates pressing for answers. Instead of deep memory and grief, we have snatched recollections gleaned from a cluster of chance encounters. The taxi driver who remembers his courteous, softly spoken passenger. The people at the beach, who couldn’t have known they were witnessing the strange figure’s final moments. There are those that believe the initial hunt was aborted too soon. That somewhere, someone must remember or hold the key to his real identity. But despite the ongoing interest—buoyed by a recent Irish Times podcast about the case—Ray Mulderrig told me that no one has ever come forward with anything truly convincing.

“We have a standardized format that we follow for any missing persons investigation,” he explained. “Sometimes people just go missing for a short period of time. There are people who take their own lives in circumstances that mean we never recover the body. We had a missing person from here in 2008 who we suspected might have been murdered. We identified them eight years later with assistance from the Welsh police, through fingerprint technology. Bergmann is unusual. We don’t have a missing persons report and never have. No one has ever come forward to say that this could be my father, brother, or cousin.”

Peter Bergmann, the man who transformed himself into a ghost, is a threat to our expectations of what a missing persons case is supposed to look like. There is an unofficial spectrum that runs from an everyday vanishing, through to the cases that become myth, or are supposed to represent something broader than the sum of their own facts. People go missing all the time, for all manner of reasons. Of course, they may have been taken and come to harm. They may be lost to us forever, having chosen to leave their life behind.

In Sligo, every unsolved case is a matter of the same priority, and there are always several investigations going on at any one point, as Mulderrig explained: “[With a] long-term case like Peter’s, it’s exactly the same [as any other]. There are four of five long-term cases at the moment, including one woman from 2011, which we are treating as a murder inquiry. We go, we search, we look. And in some cases we never find the person.”

peter bergmann sligo

Every hour of every day sees someone reported missing in Ireland, at a rate of around 9,000 reports a year. According to figures compiled in 2015, the average length of time for a person to be officially listed as missing by gardaí is over ten years, while the oldest open case dates back to 1967.

In 2015, it was reported that no one could really say how many unidentified bodies were buried in Ireland or being housed in its morgues. Most missing persons cases are resolved within hours, or days, just as they are in the UK and around the world. The teenage runaway comes home, the vulnerable adult is located, things return to what they were before. But that is no excuse to neglect those who remain lodged out of sight. For every Peter Bergmann who grabs attention and headlines, there is a case like that of the male skull that was recovered at sea in February of 2006. Estimates placed him as between 25 and 45 when he died, and likely of North African descent. The skull had been in the water for less than a year. Interpol was contacted and a DNA profile circulated, though nothing has ever come back and the case remains shrouded in silence.

Peter Bergmann’s story takes all of this and flips it into something that feels both new and strange. We know that he chose it all, from his pseudonym to the place and time of his death. Perhaps his story was an extreme manifestation of taking back control. He was at the end of illness and wanted to die, so he did it, with a rare kind of premeditated thoroughness. There was a death sentence deep in his bones and heart, but the remainder of his time was his and his alone.

Before my second visit to Sligo I’d spoken with Tosh Lavery, an ex-Garda who’d spent 30 years in the Sub-Aqua unit, investigating some of Ireland’s most infamous murders and missing persons cases. Since his retirement at the start of the decade, he has worked with the families of missing people across the country to highlight their plight and drum up interest when it wanes. Tosh is a vocal advocate for the missing and has his own thoughts on Peter Bergmann. Solving the case is a moral issue, just as all missing persons cases are to Tosh. He told me how he much he hates the word “closure,” which crops up so often in any conversation involving the missing, Bergmann included.

“I don’t know what it means when people say that,” he told me over the phone. “Even if we find the person and get to the bottom of their story, it doesn’t mean that it makes up for all the ambiguity that people have had to live through.”

The more I thought about the man who called himself Peter Bergmann, the more I started to doubt the motives for my own search. He had tried to cover his identity so thoroughly that it would never be discovered. The forensic attention to the circumstances of his own death spoke of a man who didn’t want to be remembered, for whatever reason.

Did I, or anyone else, have the right to reject that statement of intent, in the name of curiosity. And what was it that I even hoped to find? Like Tosh, I questioned what closure could mean for Peter Bergmann. Does our urge to know outbid his right to be forgotten? There are many different answers, each with their own partial and unsatisfactory truth. But Peter Bergmann does not stand alone; his story made me think of another 21st century case that had gripped the frenzied attention of online sleuths and baffled law enforcement.

In September of 2001, a 25-year-old man checked into a motel in a village in rural Washington, using the pseudonym Lyle Stevik. His body was discovered several days later, with an immediate verdict of suicide. He had left a note and some petty cash, but had spent great pains obscuring his identity. As the years passed and leads grew cold, a dedicated community mushroomed around his memory, trying to crack the puzzle to a sad, sorry story.

In 2018, there was a breakthrough. DNA analysis led law enforcement to the man’s family, who had lost touch many years before his death. They had thought him alive, and that he had simply cut ties with them and left for a life far away from his beginnings. The family appealed for privacy and the specifics have never been released, at their request.

In my last few hours in Sligo, I did what I told myself I had to do, as I arrived at Rosses Point. It was shaping into a volatile Saturday afternoon. The sky was heavy, but the rain was light enough. I stood for a few minutes and felt my thoughts drift, staring at the whiteness of the water as it bled out into the Atlantic Ocean. I suppose I was trying to wonder what it must have felt like for the man who had called himself Peter Bergmann as he stood here, full of resolution and God knows what else, all those years ago. It was hard to shake what felt like an intruder’s guilt, bearing vigil at the carefully curated site of the unidentified man’s last moments. At a loss, I picked up some sand and let it stupidly flow through my fingers as the sun started to break out from the thick clouds overhead.

Who is better between Messi and Ronaldo? Luis Figo ends the debate 

Who is better between Messi and Ronaldo? Luis Figo ends the debate

“Who is the best between Messi and Ronaldo? Like many football players, Luis Figo did not escape this question. Asked by the media Goal on the eternal debate between Lionel Messi and Cristiano Ronaldo a time ago, the former player of FC Barcelona and Real Madrid no less legend of the Portuguese selection gave an opinion that he is not the only one to share.

For him, in fact, we must stop comparing the two players and take advantage. He goes even further and declares that these comparisons between these two football monsters are heinous.“I don’t see one better than the other. The comparisons between Lionel Messi and Cristiano Ronaldo are odious and there is always someone who loses. I prefer to watch and enjoy his two players as the best of recent years ”,he had declared.

To compare them, he said, we would have to put them in the same and the same conditions.“It is impossible to compare them. You would have to put the two in the same team, in the same position on the pitch and at that point it would be possible to compare them. They will continue to be competitive against each other because they want to be better day after day and when someone is at your level you want to surpass them ”, he added.


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Shambolic Liverpool obliterated as title race takes early curve

Jurgen Klopp’s side could easily have conceded 10 to Aston Villa as defensive issues threaten to put their title defence at risk

Sometimes it needs the words of Sir Alex Ferguson to truly sum up what the world has just witnessed.

“Football, eh? Bloody hell.”

On a day when Manchester United, Ferguson’s old club, plumbed new depths with their undressing at the hands of Tottenham, Liverpool decided to take the heat off their old rivals with a performance that was both even more stunning and even more shambolic.

Where do you even start with this one?

Jurgen Klopp’s side were ripped apart, destroyed by an Aston Villa team which exposed the reigning champions’ chin in quite brutal fashion.

It finished 7-2, but it genuinely could have been anything. Liverpool, a side that prides itself on its heart and its cohesion, its solidity and structure, were unrecognisable, bewildered strangers with Liver Birds on their chest but shoelaces tied together.

Their first-half display, in particular, was about as bad as it gets. Never under Klopp have they looked so weak, so vulnerable, so utterly ill-at-ease.

You would have seen better, more convincing defending in the Liverpool Sunday League.

Liverpool had more shots and three-quarters of the ball, but conceded four times in the opening 45 minutes – and it could have been more.

It did not get much better after the break, either. More than five years after the horrors of ‘Stoke away’, and that dim, disgusting 6-1 loss, this was every bit as bad.

Worse, in fact. Brendan Rodgers’ side was broken, its race run. They were imbalanced and bereft of confidence. This was the Premier League champions, taken to the cleaners by Ollie Watkins, standing and admiring Jack Grealish, smashed for seven by a team which only managed to avoid relegation on the final day of last season.

Who, truly, saw this coming? Sure, Liverpool have not been as solid as we have come to expect – they conceded three against Leeds on the opening weekend, remember – but seven goals? Against Villa? Unheard of.

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UEFA Player of the Year: How many points did Lionel Messi, Cristiano Ronaldo get? –

UEFA Player of the Year: How many points did Lionel Messi, Cristiano Ronaldo get?

Robert Lewandowski was named the UEFA Player of the Year 2020 on Thursday, bagging more points than the rest of the players in the top 10 — including Lionel Messi and Cristiano Ronaldo — combined.

UEFA POTY: How many points did Messi, Ronaldo get? | Photo Credit: AP

Key Highlights
Lionel Messi and Cristiano Ronaldo failed to bag podium places in UEFA’s Men’s Player of the Year award

Robert Lewandowski bagged the honour having won a whopping 5 trophies with Bayern Munich this year

Messi finished joint-fifth in the standings while Ronaldo came in 8th

The UEFA Men’s Player of the Year (POTY) 2020 award went to Bayern Munich forward Robert Lewandowski as he claimed more points than the rest of the top 10 players combined. The Polish forward pipped several top players including Lionel Messi and Cristiano Ronaldo, who both endured disappointing seasons with their respective teams. As far as the points tally go, it’s fair to say that both Messi and Ronaldo were never even in the competition for the award.

Lewandowski capped off a stunning year where he won as many as 5 titles – Bundesliga, DFB Pokal, UEFA Champions League, UEFA Super Cup, DFB Super Cup – with Bayern Munich and now has a major individual honour in the form of UEFA POTY to his name. According to the points break-up that was released by UEFA after the winners of the awards were announced, Lewandowski fetched a whopping 361 points in the voting.

The 31-year-old Bayern striker was followed by Paris Saint-Germain duo of Kylian Mbappe (72 points) and Neymar (62 points) on the podium. As far as Messi and Ronaldo’s tally go, the two finished 5th (joint with Borussia Dortmund’s Erling Haaland) and 8th with 33 and 18 points respectively.

UEFA Men’s Player of the Year Vote Count:

  1. Robert Lewandowski (Bayern Munich) – 361 points
  2. Kylian Mbappe (Paris Saint-Germain) – 72 points
  3. Neymar (Paris Saint-Germain) – 62 points
  4. Serge Gnabry (Bayern Munich) – 46 points
  5. Erling Haaland (Red Bull Salzburg/Borussia Dortmund) – 33 points
  6. Lionel Messi (Barcelona) – 33 points
  7. Thomas Muller (Bayern Munich) – 29 points
  8. Cristiano Ronaldo (Juventus) -18 points
  9. Angel Di Maria (Paris Saint-Germain) – 9 points
  10. Sadio Mane (Liverpool) – 8 points

It was a year full of controversies and disappointments for Messi as he ended the season with Barcelona trophyless. The Spanish giants lost the La Liga title to arch-rivals Real Madrid and were eliminated by Bayern Munich in the quarter-finals of the UEFA Champions League. Messi, disappointed with the club, even submitted a transfer request at the end of the season but later decided to stay put for another year.

As for Ronaldo, he couldn’t take Juventus through to the quarter-finals of the Champions League after losing the Round of 16 ties to French side Lyon. In the Serie A, though Juve won the Scudetto, the battle was a close one in comparison to the past few years.

When it comes to Lewandowski, he didn’t just win it all with Bayern at the team level but also played a pivotal role in the club’s success in the 2019-20 season. The Polish striker top-scored in every competition he participated in – Bundesliga, DFB Pokal, Champions League – and scored an incredible 55 goals as a whole in all competitions.



Jota’s first Liverpool objective seals fightback prevail upon ArsenaLiverpool’s new £45m marking Diogo Jota got a home introduction objective as the bosses showed their assurance to hold an iron grasp on their Premier League crown by digging out from a deficit to record an amazing triumph against Arsenal at Anfield.

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Stockpile, who had won their initial two Premier League games, proceeded following 25 minutes when Alexandre Lacazette exploited Andy Robertson’s mistake to package a short proximity finish past Alisson however finished all around beaten.

Liverpool, who kept up their 100% beginning to the season and moved second behind Leicester City, reacted immediately as man-of-the-coordinate Sadio Mane jumped two minutes after the fact after Arsenal goalkeeper Bernd Leno could just push out Mohamed Salah’s shot.

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Also, Liverpool proceeded before half-time when Robertson made amends for his previous mistake by jumping on the finish of Trent Alexander-Arnold’s cross to beat Leno.

Liverpool were far predominant however Arsenal will lament an extraordinary possibility missed by Lacazette, who shot gently at Alisson when he was spotless through with the score 2-1 and their night was finished when Jota, making his Anfield bow following his move from Wolves, shot low past Leno from the edge of the zone.


I’ll generally acknowledge Black Stars call-up – Adam Kwarasey

Goalkeeper, Adam Kwarasey says he will happily acknowledge another call-up to the Black Stars crew.

Kwarasey disclosed to Citi Sports in a meeting that he actually stays focused on the Black Stars regardless of not including seriously for Ghana since the 2014 World Cup and not being named in any crew since 2017.

He demands that he will respect a future call-up to the side as long as he is fit and will be glad to fill in as reinforcement as long as the choice is to the greatest advantage of the group.

“In case I’m fit, I will consistently do that. On the off chance that I play or not doesn’t make a difference for me as long you settle on a choice that you believe is best for the group.

“Furthermore, obviously, in case I’m the one picked to play, set me up for the game so I can have the most ideal arrangements to have a decent presentation for our group,” he said.

Kwarasey likewise excused reports that he laments deciding to speak to Ghana over Norway, in spite of being solidified out of the crew.

As indicated by him speaking to Ghana was a gigantic second in his vocation, one that he had consistently sought after.

“That isn’t accurate in any way. I’m truly glad and appreciative that I have been permitted to speak to Ghana. I love wearing that pullover and, for me, that was the main thing I have needed as far as public group football,” he said.

NELSPRUIT, SOUTH AFRICA – FEBRUARY 06: Adam Larsen Kwarasey of Ghana reassures Isaac Vorsah (L)after he missed a punishment during the 2013 Orange African Cup of Nations second Semi Final match between Burkina Faso and Ghana at Mbombela Stadium on February 06, 2013 in Nelspruit, South Africa. (Photograph by Manus van Dyk/Gallo Images/Getty Images)

One thing he laments, notwithstanding, isn’t having the option to win a prize with the Black Stars.

Kwarasey highlighted noticeably at the 2012 AFCON competition for Ghana as they arrived at the semi-finals. He was likewise named in the crew for the 2013 competition.

He additionally began Ghana’s first game at the 2014 World Cup however was solidified out of the crew after the Stars lost 2-1 to the USA, with claims that senior players had requested his expulsion from the group.

“I wish we could have achieved more, obviously, and that I could have been important for that,” he said.

Bayern Munich have won four trophies in 2020

Bayern Munich have won four trophies in 2020

Bayern Munich were taken to extra time by a durable and resilient Sevilla in front of around 20,000 fans in Budapest before adding the Uefa Super Cup to their Champions League trophy.

The showpiece was watched by supporters inside the 67,000-capacity Puskas Arena, the first major European match to allow fans since the coronavirus pandemic forced the game into lockdown.

And they witnessed a hard-fought encounter which saw Sevilla take the lead from the penalty spot on 13 minutes when Lucas Ocampos scored an outrageous “no look” penalty after Ivan Rakitic was bundled over by David Alaba.

Bayern equalised before the break, Leon Goretzka scoring from Robert Lewandowski’s superb touch, with both sides having opportunities to win after the break.

Lewandowski and Leroy Sane saw goals chalked off for Bayern but the biggest chance fell to Sevilla substitute Youssef En-Nesyri in the closing moments, seeing his shot touched away by Manuel Neuer with only the keeper to beat.

Bayern, who last lost in December 2019, clinched victory with substitute Javi Martinez’s 104th-minute header after Sevilla keeper Yassine Bounou could only push out Alaba’s shot.

Bayern’s winning machine rolls on


Substitute Javi Martinez scored the winner in extra time

Bayern Munich had to dig deep for victory but there is a fierce conviction in Hansi Flick’s side that made this win almost inevitable, despite another mammoth effort from Sevilla, who had that great chance late on through En-Nesyri.

The European champions, who left the likes of Alphonso Davies out of their starting line-up, looked a little ring rusty despite opening their defence of the Bundesliga with an 8-0 romp against Schalke.

There were still glimpses of the class and threat of Lewandowski and the pace and directness Sane will bring after his move from Manchester City.

Bayern have the look of a relentless, hungry, winning machine and will once again represent a huge threat to their rivals as they prepare to defend the Champions League crown they won against Paris St-Germain.

This victory makes it 32 games unbeaten in all competitions for the treble winners, while they ended Sevilla’s own 21-game unbeaten run.

It was a game with atmosphere as fans returned to the big European occasion, albeit in vastly reduced numbers and also observing social distancing, wearing masks and undergoing temperature checks before the game.

The decision did not win unanimous approval, with opposition from some local officials in Budapest to the game being staged with fans.

It did add atmosphere as fans of both clubs were in attendance despite the rise in coronavirus cases around Europe, with Bayern fans even indulging in some of the traditional baiting in an attempt to Ocampos off as he prepared to take his penalty.

One thing remained unchanged – Bayern Munich ended up lifting the silverware.


Uefa allowed fans into the stadium as part of a test event in Budapest


Son Heung-has scored five goals in four games for Spurs this season

Son Heung-Min scored one and set up two as Spurs scored three in North Macedonia

Son Heung-min has scored five goals in four games for Spurs this season

Son Heung-min scored one and set up two as Tottenham advanced to the Europa League play-off round after a scare against Shkendija in North Macedonia.

Fresh from scoring four goals against Southampton last Sunday, Son turned provider to set up Argentine Erik Lamela to calmly score the opener.

Joe Hart, who was making his Spurs debut, was beaten by a stunning 20-yard finish by Valmir Nafiu.

But Son drilled in the second before setting up Harry Kane for the third.

It was a decent performance by Jose Mourinho’s side, who meet Maccabi Haifa at Tottenham Hotspur Stadium in the play-off round next Thursday.

However, they went from dominating the tie to hanging on before two goals in the space of nine minutes put the game out of Shkendija’s reach.

Soon after Nafiu’s wonderful equaliser from outside the box, Besart Ibraimi had a chance to put the hosts ahead but headed wide.

Spurs regained control thanks mainly to another excellent performance by Son, who produced an excellent cross for Kane’s headed goal, and Tottenham’s third.

Having scored four of his side’s five goals at Southampton last Sunday, the South Korea forward produced another classy performance to help his side advance.

Vocal Hart makes himself heard

Hart had little to do on his first competitive outing since strengthening Tottenham’s goalkeeping options in the summer.

He was beaten by Shkendija’s one and only shot on target but Nafiu’s finish, early in the second half, was spectacular and there was little the 33-year-old could do about it.

Despite a quiet debut, Hart made his presence felt in the behind-closed-doors tie in Skopje.

His voice boomed around the ground as the veteran of 75 England caps barked orders to his team-mates in front of him.

Joe Hart at the end of the match with Jose Mourinho and Son Heung-min

Joe Hart played his first competitive match since appearing in the FA Cup for Burnley back in January

Hart has work to do if he is to displace Hugo Lloris as first choice.

But having arrived on a free after being released by Burnley, he could be a shrewd addition by Mourinho as Spurs chase a first major trophy since 2008.