Do not worry, dear reader, here it is not about the adventures of Andy, Ulli and Guddi, no, this can again Captain Hinni a few punchlines on the last 4 weeks - 4 weeks, which for me were extremly fußballarm. And yet beautiful. How does that work? The following happened:
The First Ladies of three planned KORD'ler in May this Jubilee Year a nice late summer holiday in the Far Les Issambres, which over this report because of its proximity to the rich & beautiful Place2be simply will only Stroppez called. Announcing the board in July, we met men of creation then the Ha-double-MER: that we would miss one or the other match our Borussia was clear and was the ladies sake given the nod, but that it should just be Derby that the was treacherously murdered by the DFL. Away in Hannover and Gladbach, okay, that was, but they are taking away the hate summit, the third world war in which it was reserved for us to die as martyrs, of course! Whine nothing helped, so the holiday was paid and, as it subsequently turned out, probably as many Borusse would love to have his Südtribünenplatz replaced with one of our chairs at the pool. (Goes for 2 weeks without even not) 
As an alternative program was given to me by fellow travelers birthday a "waiting list" of my choice in France. I had to care of this, but worry I'm a giant. The Rocco Siffredi planning. Quasi. The choice fell on the Ligue1 match against AS Monaco fronzackischen record champions St Etienne. Monaco, we wanted to look at anyway (just 100 km from Stroppez exchange) and so we went after breakfast on outrageously expensive toll roads in the Principality. Monaco described as "beautiful" would be an exaggeration, but this should be seen and pomposity yet again. Someone like me, nothing else from the family home is used as an immense wealth of boring, this "fake world" but only ... eh, Hetti? Thus, a little gefuttert gesightseed, and then it went for us boys even direction of the stadium. The reserved tickets to Schnapperpreis collected from 40 OEKK and were outside the stadium, nothing was going on, as in 'temple. Stupid idea. Temple was empty, beer was alcohol free and uncomfortable seats. So gegammelt cheese and chatted until it was happening. St. Etienne achieved quite quickly, the 1-0 score that gave the impressive Annex tailwind. The Ultras of Monaco (Monaco Bulls or something ...) was hardly present and also numerically in the clear minority. At some point looked like Monaco, and resigned when almost all had a draw, as the Green-Whites took in the closing seconds of the winner. Hui, which cares for in a nice Schnäddereteng score block, and also on the surrounding areas, many sympathizers identify. Beautiful! Short wait even the celebration and then it went even fast on the way home Stroppez direction. Bottom Line: would not the BVB parallel Immelt to bring the blue-white cancer, the mood would have been better. What a beautiful day with a bitter aftertaste remained in memory. 
Back in Germania I unpacked the suitcase to him load up to 4 days later, because my job ordered me to faraway Melbourne. Melbourne Australia, not Melbourne Oberpfalz. A football game but I missed this, but unfortunately the annual KORD Men's trip to Holland, to be reported here by the later hours yet. In Down-Under, I made but at least one border point, and attended the kick-century against Australia, Oman (Asian Cup qualification) in the Etihad Stadium. Lame kick, good beer. 
After I landed in the cold Dusseldorf last Saturday night, I again praised the previously demonized because the DFL BVB played only on Sunday "B-1-Derby 'against Bochum. Here I drank my jet lag from the body and celebrated a great 2-0 win. 
next Friday's go from then to Leverkusen - and this time I'm there! No vacation and no mission in the world will prevent this! 
Until then ... ONLY THE BVB!
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