Sunday, February 20, 2011

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The yellow wall
















foreplay.
The Sauerland is so close to the Ruhr area, as there is naturally a lot of fans of the Dortmund club, one would think, anyway. In this respect I was curious what the train journey across virtually "hostile" country to this day as should be ready for surprises for us.
The first few were a lot tipsy carnival, waiting for the train with us and wished good luck from the heart. Clearly, more fans of Schalke 04, which, as we regret (with the exception of the gentleman from Dortmund course) that could not play Asamoah.
The second was a few Sauerland St.Pauli fans on the train, which left two boxes just for this weekend Astra get their drink distributors and willingly shared the scanty remains with us. Fate would have it well so that one of the guys who have just the shirt of Sukuta-Pasu had, but I still could not at this time ahnen. Eigentlich wollten wir uns mit acht Mann ein Großraumtaxi teilen, aber die Jugend kam nicht so richtig in Trab, so daß wir uns dann alleine kutschieren ließen. Wenn ich nicht eine Stunde vorher im Stadion bin werd ich leicht mal quengelig. Das hat dann auch prima geklappt alles, angenehme Reisebegleitung und pünktliches Erscheinen ist ja nicht immer gesichert.

Das-was-nicht-mehr-Westfalenstadion-heißt ist schon von außen ziemlich beeindruckend, vor allem wenn man beachtet, dass die Bratwurstbude davor einmal der Eingang zum Stadion Rote Erde war, mit damals bis zu 42.000 Zuschauern auch nicht gerade Landesligaformat. Ich muss ja gestehen, dass ich in frühester Jugend Borussia Dortmund Fan gewesen bin, als ich noch nicht once suspected that an FC St.Pauli even exists. Lothar Emmerich and Hans Tilkowski were my heroes, only Helmut Haller I found nearly as good, but it was Italian. It was also yellow-Schwatte somehow more prominent and cooler than the rest of the league with the eternal red-white-blue color combinations. And green is not gonna nunmal. The BVB arms had always first in my scrapbook, much fancier than this barren hash of the Bundesliga, in my hometown. As yet, neither Uwe Seeler change Charly Dörfel something to it. And now for the first time Westphalia .. naja äääh Dingsda Arena. Very colorful, all-yellow Schwatte, including some hair and loose it all very, very many St.Paulianer front of the car and merchandising on the way to the stadium where we had a date with the rest of the troops who had come directly from Hamburg.

leave the stadium once a beer tap, very positive to note here that in Dortmund still no payment card system like in many other states. 3.70 for a beer is now no special price, but bear - when you can easily get one. At half-time the set but not as easy as out, as the local customs demand appears to be from the Bierzapfern to move every 30 minutes their mobile beer stand about 200 meters. Thus the Lord and I saw xs4all also pretty stunned the pin carriage behind after we up in the queue to few yards of the coveted material came were approached. After a brief moment of surprise, we then stormed to the top of a rightly outraged mob after the fugitive butler put him to task. Since the man seemed to originate from Pakistan rather than from Dortmund, the matter could not be completely resolved, after all, he has guessed fairly quickly what we wanted from him.

The bowl is also quite impressive from the inside, I can not say the music selection. Too much mining folklore or whatever should be, and too loud anyway. Our corner need not be animated by Schlager, we sing all by itself and which was also on the otherwise clear-Park gehört. Aux Armes im Wechsel mit den unter uns befindlichen Stehplätzen war schön laut, gute Akustik in dem Laden *g*.  Aber wie jekylla in ihrem Blog schon schreibt, so richtig Lärm macht nur die gelbe Wand, den Rest der Stadions kann man locker übertönen. Wenn die Wand allerdings komplett ins Hüpfen kommt, das ist schon ganz großes Kino, Respekt.

Spiel.
Die von Stani versprochene Überraschung war Richard Sukuta-Pasu und die ist dieses mal komplett in die Hose gegangen, jetzt sollte es erst einmal genug sein mit Überraschungen, man soll keine Sache überstrapazieren. Zu allem Überfluss musste sich Oczipka auch noch nach ein paar Minuten den Ankle break, but he was alone can make the following misery no better. The team was bad, really bad. Then went along anything, a cruel false passport Festival, no moves or attacks based only on the approach seemed promising, have stumbled over the place like a startled flock of sheep with which to play the herding dogs a little cat and mouse. I sometimes feel that they Lehmann and Kessler brace themselves against the inevitable defeat. Sukuta-Pasu was there the biggest mistake, the boy was nothing, not an action, only bad passes, turnovers just absolutely cruel and consequently in the second half, more there. In this condition he is not even safe for the second team a subject for Bayer Leverkusen even less. The own goal by
Gunesch was the culmination of the disaster, he grätscht not purely because the thing is over. But that's football, as Dortmund won I would do my thoughts, because the goal tally in the last few games was rather thin, a feat that was not against this bunch of chickens also need to have such gifts.
can live with a 2-0 I do that because really what is more I have not expected, but the way the team has presented that worries me. There must be difficult to change something against Hannover.
Positive: No Pyros, despite very lax controls.
More positively, the the "We love St. Pauli" choirs usually quite fast against the stupid "You're shit like HaeSVau" could prevail. This stupid frustration cry when you lose even a game is repugnant to me, this is disgraceful and we have not needed after the Derby, even if not at the HaeSVau is not even present.

sequel.
The journey by train was a good reason, the detailed inspection of the (former) favorite bar of the Lord from Dortmund, who has promised not to much, even if the Lord xs4all always serious concerns had in our elevator a BVB fan pub to enter, but which proved to be completely unnecessary, we were inspired. Class shop, soccer live on two screens, good music, smokers, ample selection of beers, good food and very nice audience. The subrosa is a pub that I can recommend each St.Pauli Fan with accommodation warmly, even Schalke fans will be there has already been seen, even if the sympathy there is more recognizable to our site. There is even Astra, "Drink for St. Pauli" a holdover from the time I've preferred to draft beer held, particularly as only red light was available, can not drink the stuff. For next season the plan is therefore as good as established, should apply at least the rest of my not entirely serious look back Bundesliga .
But then overnight in the immediate vicinity of this lovely establishment, I would also appoint immediately to my local pub, it was actually me in my life sometimes wound up in Dortmund, which is of course completely excluded.

If we had taken advantage of this opportunity this weekend already, would be the day are almost undisturbed, leaving aside from the game. But at midnight at the main station take at home in all cities of the demented drunken dregs of the 'fans' frustration at their private drain. In our case, a rather adolescent flipping idiot standing to orbit us provocatively in "St. Pauli is scheissö" Call his bike on the platform, always well watched by his friends. 20 years ago I would have probably without thinking simply cut out of the saddle, was on his luck does not even as planned. Fortunately, it is discarded even older and wiser and I have the brief thought of it because it is such a mind in a free fall from that height the concrete simply not up. Moreover, this action would reduce the balance of power only by 5:3 to 4:3, though probably suddenly.
The rest would have been pretty bloody and the had this day, despite the bloody nose in soccer, not just earned.

Congratulations to the German championship. Let you not take it anymore.

write music: Warren Zevon - Sentimental Hygiene


















































































































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