One of the most amazing things that I have ever done. Once at the stadium we got completely searched, more so than I have ever been, or she just really liked my boobs, then proceeded into the stadium, it was wild....away fans are kept separate from the home fans at all times (too much fighting) and we are all packed into one little section (about 1/8th of the stadium) even our toilette's and bar are separate
. Then the songs begin...and they do not stop, it is a beautiful sight. Fans sings songs, dancing, creating chains dances, shooting off roman candles and smoke bombs (snuck in) and the flags and the scarves whirling in the air. When the team comes out to play there is more fireworks and smoke bombs, booing as the opposing team runs onto the field (which of course means there was booing when KÝbenhaven ran out, but i swear, even though the was much less of us, we were 20 times louder than the opposing team). The power and the vibrancy that surged through the stadium was absolutely amasing, I am hooked now, I really am hooked. I always liked soccer (sorry Peter, football), I played it for years growing up, I was a star on the high school soccer team (in my own eyes at least) and enjoy going to watch the game in pubs or hanging out at home in the kitchen with the family screaming at the TV and each other during the world cup. I have always enjoyed the sport (or lifestyle as Peter says) but until now, until the moment our bus drove into the town of Allborg and we started to get dirty looks and the V sign, I had not lived soccer! We stepped off the bus to heavy police escort, our area completely segregated and we were quickly ushered over to our section, packed in like sardines in the tight squeeze of a tin can, our sweat and beer replacing the standard preservative of oil. It was a brilliant night. It was a night to never forget, after downing and spilling pints of Carlsburg and stuffing Danish hot dogs and sausages into our guts, swinging our scarves and yelling ourself sore, we won
! WE WON!!!!! Finally got back here at 2 in the morning, was a bit of a long day, but one of the best days yet!!!
Peter had explained to me many times, the life of a football fan, the status and hierarchy that comes with being a fan! There are all sorts, there are many fans that are normal, peace loving fans, that just simply enjoy the sport and enjoy the game, they love the singing and the atmosphere. To be quite honest, I was very naive when I first met Peter, I thought that all fans were just there for the sport, apparently not...
There is a football fan known as a hooligan, which I mentioned a few entries ago, and hooligans love the game, but they also love the rush of adrenaline as they smash another mans face with his fist or kick someone of the opposing team in the balls. Many hooligans will belong to a firm that attach themselves to a club and the main objective of this firm is to get together with another firm before and/or after a game to pound the shit out of each other. As well, they will try to (and succeed in scaring the opposing team during a game, many times at critical points, such as a penalty kick). Basically, I saw and met quite a few hooligans, I thought that they were quite nice and helped the spirit of the game, but, I guess, I am once again being naive. Apparently hooligans have bad press, so, well, whatever...
OK, I will write a bit more about Denmark soon, about the other stuff I did, just getting nagged here and there to get another log out, so, here is one. As well, I know I totally skipped Ireland, but I spent 2 months there, so I will write soon, its just that its gonna be a dosey!!!
Its Monday morning and i am exhausted. Had a really long day yesterday, went to my first football game!!!! It was amazing, had to wake up at 10 and leave the house by 1030, headed across town on the metro bound for the FC KÝbenhaven stadium to jump on a bus and make our way North to the stadium where the game was to be held. It was a grueling 500 km drive and we only stopped once. I had to endure 5 hrs of drinking on the bus (a whopping 1 dollar CDN a can), smoking on the bus (crazy, first time I've done that) and singing just under 200 FC (FC=football club) KÝbenhaven songs every 2 minutes. It was brilliant!!!