Matchday … and another evening game and this time against SC Paderborn, who had to endure quite a debacle (4:0) against Kiel last week, but are still knocking at the top of the table.
This time I also got some extra tickets for friends and my wife, because one of them is from Paderborn and has been following his team for years and had no problem travelling 3 hours there and 3 hours back just for one game. My wife comes from the Sauerland region and Paderborn is not far away, so she felt a bit of sympathy for the SC, even though she now lives in Wiesbaden. The other two are actually Eintracht fans and know the Waldstadion with its 58,000 seats and wanted to see the cosy atmosphere of the Brita-Arena.
The meeting point was 90 minutes before kick-off at the railway station. There was enough time to delay the boys’ arrival, take a short walk to the stadium (about a kilometre) and enjoy a stadium sausage or two. My wife and I had decided to take the bus for the sake of convenience. We were on time and waiting for the others when I realised that instead of my smartphone, I had my wife’s almost identical one in my pocket. F***! How were the others supposed to reach me if they were late or something else was wrong? I don’t know how we survived without these mobile gadgets at the end of the nineties!? I felt amputated, blind and deaf. ME, without my smartphone … that never happened before!