So habe auch noch meine Sweet & Sour Sauce dem FCZ gemeldet.....
PREISPOLITIK!
Sehr geehrter Vorstand
Irgendwie scheinen mir die Ticketpreise ein wenig hoch angesetzt, da die FCZ-Fangemeinschaft zum grössten Teil nicht zur Cüplitrinker- und Lachsbrötligeniessergesellschaft gehört und für einen durchschnittlichen Lohn arbeitet. Weiter möchte ich darauf hinweisen, dass dank der supermodernen Überwachungssysteme sicherlich aufgefallen ist, dass sich vor allem in der Südkurve, dem einzigen Ort im Letzigrund, wo nicht gähnende Leere herrscht, sich vor allem junge Zürcherinnen und Zürcher, die meines Erachtens zum grössten Teil noch in der Lehre oder in einer anderen Ausbildung sind, befinden. Diese Anhänger werden es sich natürlich doppelt überlegen, ob sie bereit sind diese Preise, die eher ins horizontale Gewerbe passen würden, zu bezahlen. Ich denke, dass aber genau ein volles Stadion gegen diesen prestigereichen und übermächtigen Gegner eine grosse Hilfe für die Mannschaft wäre. So wird es nun höchstwahrscheinlich zu einem langweiligen Spiel in halbleerem Stadion, anstatt zu einem Fussballfest, was ich bei einem Gegner dieses Kalibers zu wagen behaupte.
Vielleicht orientieren Sie sich an der Preispolitik des FC Basel, da dort die Preise für Champions League-Spiele um einiges tiefer sind, nicht einmal die Hälfte hat ein Baselanhänger zu bezahlen.
Freundliche Grüsse
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FCZ : AC Mailand
Re: FC Zürich : AC Mailand
s spiel duret ebe mängisch meh wie 90min...;-)
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Re: FC Zürich : AC Mailand
AC Mailand hin oder her. Mit CHF 80 für den notabene billigsten Platz im Letzi wurde die Schmerzgrenze erreicht. Wie sich das ein Studi/Lehrling oder Familienvater, der mit einem Sohn das anschauen will, leisten soll, ist mir ein Rätsel. Vielleicht sollte man für solche Spiele wenigstens den Studitarif wieder einführen.
Oder kommt Canepa bald mit Kreditangeboten für nicht liquide FCZler? Wär doch ein tolles neues Geschäftsfeld für unseren Smart Guy: 1x Saisonkarte, zahlbar in 6 Monatsraten mit vorzüglichen 9,3% Zins und dazu noch ein Gratis-Jahresabo vom neuen Heftli "93. Minute".
Oder kommt Canepa bald mit Kreditangeboten für nicht liquide FCZler? Wär doch ein tolles neues Geschäftsfeld für unseren Smart Guy: 1x Saisonkarte, zahlbar in 6 Monatsraten mit vorzüglichen 9,3% Zins und dazu noch ein Gratis-Jahresabo vom neuen Heftli "93. Minute".
Re: FC Zürich : AC Mailand
für all die superfans (sportchef, rex gildo, abc etc.) die das gefühl haben, man drückt seine liebe zum verein über geld aus!
(gut, bei ABC ist es vielleicht etwas anders, er darf dem Vorstand nicht widersprechen, denn erstens hat er gelernt, dass leute in schicken anzügen recht haben müssen und zweitens könnte es ja sein, dass bei misstönen nächstes jahr die spielerabordnung für die weihnachtsfeier gestrichen werden könnte...)
ist zwar aus dem fcbforum übernommen und in englisch, sollte aber kein problem sein für euch, um im markt konkurrenzfähig zu sein gehören heutzutage gute englischkenntnisse dazu!
räumt vielleicht auch ein wenig mit dem vorurteil der tollen stimmung in den englischen stadien auf…
Success – at What Price ?
The latest adventures by the Big Four in this years Champions League will be held up as vindication of it’s claim to be the greatest domestic league on the planet. Unfortunately it is almost a mini league in itself with the rest of the Premiership seemingly cast as bit part players, fighting for the scraps left over by the four London and NorthWest teams.
Maybe the players, coaches and owners no longer truly value the FA Cup-hence their poor showing this season.
Indeed the standard of play is to be admired, but amid all the euphoria let us not forget the people whose loyalty and passion have supported these clubs through their lean years as well as those of plenty. The supporters of the rest of the Premiership may envy their success but may not be so keen on the price that has to be paid to watch the big four live.
For many thousands the last 10 years has seen Season Tickets double and in many cases treble, now for a parent and child to go to a Chelsea or Liverpool home game they would need well in excess of £100.00 for the day. The result is that for a whole generation watching Premiership teams is now merely a reality TV experience, virtual fans who may as well live in the Far East as East Ham.
Prices for next years Season Tickets are still to be announced at many clubs but sources at Manchester United indicate that the level of success at the club will determine the level of the price increase.
If a third European title arrives at Old Trafford, then, given the huge financial pressure the club is under the Glazer family will demand another significant price increase of 4 pound a game. This combined with an upfront payment for 6 cup ties will result in a Stretford End season ticket costing £1,000. In 2005 the price was £550.
As anyone who regularly attends matches will recognise that is just the tip of the financial iceberg. Match day costs including transport, parking, food and drink all combine to give the loyal season ticket holder a total annual expenditure closer to £3,000 or to put it another way the budget for a family holiday.
There is still demand for tickets for the Big Four, so long that is, as they qualify for the Champions League. But if the two NorthWest clubs in particular should ever fail to make the top four the financial repercussions could be dramatic! As many long-term supporters point out, it would be the much vaunted corporate customers who would quickly turn their back on the clubs if the glamour of a European night were no longer guaranteed. Who would fill those seats, indeed who would buy the Prawn Sandwiches?
Although the TV cameras focus on full stadiums for many games this masks the reality of the situation with many empty seats for less glamorous games. The atmosphere also is being increasingly diluted by day-trippers prepared to spend large amounts of cash in the Megastore but not prepared to vocally, passionately back the team on the pitch.
Given all the other financial pressures on those fans who have families, or the younger ones saving to start that process, it is now the case that even those on average incomes are struggling to afford the 21stCentury live football experience.
Not spoken about very often but a fact all the same, is that even those clubs perceived to be rich struggle to pay for players now gracing the fields of Europe. Manchester United, again, just one example still owe £56 million in transfer fees for their current squad, this lump being added to the £600 million total debt the club must find a way to service.
The result of this unique blend of debt, greed on behalf of owners, agents and players and complete lack of foresight and intervention by the F.A and the Government means many are effectively excluded from what was once their birthright.
Whether you live in London, the NorthWest or anywhere else in the UK, third or fourth generation supporter are increasingly likely to be watching Premiership football in the backroom of a local pub or working men’s club. Here illegally, and in secret in scenes similar to the bad old days of US Prohibition they watch their team on illicit Scandinavian TV Channels beamed in direct.
Inevitably as SKY insist that one by one these forbidden areas of pleasure are pursued and closed down, a steady flow will drift away from the game, or permanently become virtual fans disconnected from the true experience of live football.
A generation of virtual fans rather than vocal, passionate real fans-the lifeblood of the game, the Century old nature of top flight football is in danger of being lost forever through nothing less then naked greed.
Is this the true price of success and in the long term is it worth paying?
They'll Only Miss Us Once We've Gone
What is it that Guinness advert proclaims? "All good things come to those who wait". Well the Footballing Authorities may not have to wait too much longer until their transition of the game is complete. To rid the game of the bad and populate it only with the good. No more rowdy behaviour, no more rebels of society daring to stand up and make their feelings known, no more problems.
Their ideals consist of fans turning up every week, queuing to gain entry in an orderly fashion, having booked their tickets 3 months in advance. Entering the stadium and taking their seats, rising only to applaud goals where they dance along to carefully selected music over the PA, before clearing up their litter and disappearing into the countryside until the following weekend. No hassle, no passion, no noise.
As the game I know and love becomes more diluted by the passing year, I often wonder just when the breaking point will come. When will those authorised with sanitising our game realise the error of their ways? Or can they not actually see that they are breaking the very foundations of what has made this sport a success? Pound signs blur their vision, seen all too often in every walk of life. Greed takes over, people want more. They've exhausted the Premier League "brand" and now have visions of taking it further afield; the infamous "Game 39". Translated to you and me, meaning they have milked pretty much every penny they can from the "consumers" in this country, and now want to tap into the pockets of those football hungry consumers overseas. All in the name of expanding the pockets of the shareholders, players and governing bodies of our sport. Our sport, not theirs.
If I rewind 7 or 8 years; I'm leaving the house on a matchday and making my way to Anfield. There was no need to ring around in the morning; I'd just turn up and walk into one of two or three pubs around the ground, and would bump into people I knew. You knew where everyone would drink, and had done for years. The same faces, the people that made this club what it is. I can pop my head into those same pubs now, and I wouldn't recognise a soul. Those long standing supporters have now all but disappeared, replaced by families from all over, decked out in official replica sportswear and taking pictures of anything that moves. There's a smaller crowd of us left and tend to keep out of the way. We don't conform. Those areas around the ground have now been taken over by the new brigade, while the old guard retreat to pastures further afield.
Year after year, more and more people are dropping away. There's still a hardcore of a few hundred that travel everywhere. There's still thousands that go to every home game just like they always have. But it's becoming harder and harder for these people to carry on. Supporters being replaced by consumers. Participants being replaced by spectators. Just how much higher can the bar be raised by the controlling bodies before they've pushed away everyone that gave the game it's appeal in the first place? What happens when the passion disappears for good? You can't manufacture passion, no matter how hard some clubs try.
They have mascots running up and down the touchline trying to encourage the fans. At Bolton they play "I feel good" when they score, with two young lads running the length of the pitch with big flags. Music played after goals is now commonplace, as if fans don't know how to celebrate a goal by themselves. Is it because they realise the passion is dead and are trying to hang onto a small semblence of it? Or is it aimed at manufacturing a friendly atmosphere to suit their agenda?
Manufactured support; I can't think of anything worse. Handing out those clappers seems to be the next step this season, with the whole of St.Andrews clapping along with them before their opening game. This in a ground that used to be known as one of the most passionate and hostile in football; now transformed into a childrens play ground with everybody doing as they are told. Sat down and singing what the club want them to sing, and clapping when they want them to clap. So sad. Ticket prices on the increase there every season, and a ground I now refuse to visit. £40 for an away ticket some 4 years ago. No thanks. It doesn't take a genius to work out why they barely fill half of that ground any more.
Newcastle had their lowest league attendance for nearly a decade at the weekend, with cash turnstiles in operation, entry for £10 if you bought a replica shirt and other such promotions, but still had thousands of empty seats. Manchester United have been contacting everybody on their mailing lists trying to push season ticket sales again this summer. Whereas Old Trafford used to be like Fort Knox when it came to getting in, they're now closer to resembling one of the happy hour bars in Benidorm, with teenagers stood outside handing out cards with promotional offers to encourage trade. What was once a closed shop, is now opening it's doors and trying to drag people in off the streets.
Is the football bubble about to burst? I hope so.
On Monday night, Portsmouth's most famous fan, the bell ringer with the blue hair, or less commonly known as "John", was approached by the ground staff at Fratton Park and asked to keep the noise down. I'm sure it's not only me that's absolutely staggered by that. Asked to stop ringing his bell and keep the noise down, in a football ground! The mind boggles. But it's another notch on the many that have been made previously, in slowly sanitising the way we support our teams.
We are told we're not allowed to stand up as it's unsafe; yet rugby sides play in exactly the same stadia and those rules don't apply. Apparently it's safe for rugby fans to stand in those same seated areas, but not football fans (the reasons for that I could write a book on, and will address again). It's madness. They're also allowed to drink in their seats while watching the game. I know of a fan that was facing a 3 year football banning after peering over the exits at White Hart Lane to catch a goal he'd missed when coming down early at half time. He'd walked down the steps, was handed a pint by a friend, and heard the roar from the stands. He went halfway back up the steps to see what had happened, when two officers arrested him for consuming alcohol in view of the playing surface. It defies belief. But I'm told we're different. As our friend from Portsmouth has pointed out this week; would this sort of discrimination be accepted anywhere else, or by anyone else, but football fans?
I was on a final warning in my old season ticket seat for foul and abusive language. I was reported by fellow fans for swearing, and risked losing my season ticket. Now in that seat, I was reserved, very reserved. It was on the halfway line and not a noise was made all season by anyone. They were spectators, I'm a participant, or like to be. I want to go to the game and let off some steam. I go to work to pay the bills, put a roof over the family heads, and to enjoy myself during my time off. I choose to do that at the football, something I've grown up with. It's always been a part of who I am. But in that seat, I had to control myself and just sit and watch the game, conforming to those around me for over 7 years. I must have sworn a handful of times in that entire period, when telling the referee where to go or some other trivial slip of the tongue. Yet I faced losing my season ticket and not being able to support my side over it. I was one swear word away from walking away from the game for good. If this was in a family enclosure I'd understand. I know when swearing is unacceptable, and in my view, a football ground is one of those places where it fits.
When I go to the match, I want to stand with fellow fans, my friends. I want to participate in the game, I want to support the side. I want to shout and I want to sing. I want to do the things that made me fall in love with the game and going to the match. But one by one, the authorities are trying to take all those things out of our game. To have us sat in silence, only singing when they want us to sing, and singing the songs they want us to sing. Blaring music over the PA system we are supposed to dance along to. We're unable to create an atmosphere ourselves it seems. For the future, see American sports for how it will go. Club issue foam hands can already be seen, dancing girls have been tried, the list goes on.
Keep sanitising; you'll soon be wondering where it all went wrong, when the very people that made this game what it is, have all long since disappeared. There's not many of us left. Soon there will be none.
Enjoy modern football. Enjoy scratching your heads in some plush office arguing with each other about who's to blame when the crowds start to stay away. I'll be long past the caring stage. You'll have brought it upon yourselves and destroyed a game loved by millions in the process. I hope it's worth it.
(gut, bei ABC ist es vielleicht etwas anders, er darf dem Vorstand nicht widersprechen, denn erstens hat er gelernt, dass leute in schicken anzügen recht haben müssen und zweitens könnte es ja sein, dass bei misstönen nächstes jahr die spielerabordnung für die weihnachtsfeier gestrichen werden könnte...)
ist zwar aus dem fcbforum übernommen und in englisch, sollte aber kein problem sein für euch, um im markt konkurrenzfähig zu sein gehören heutzutage gute englischkenntnisse dazu!
räumt vielleicht auch ein wenig mit dem vorurteil der tollen stimmung in den englischen stadien auf…
Success – at What Price ?
The latest adventures by the Big Four in this years Champions League will be held up as vindication of it’s claim to be the greatest domestic league on the planet. Unfortunately it is almost a mini league in itself with the rest of the Premiership seemingly cast as bit part players, fighting for the scraps left over by the four London and NorthWest teams.
Maybe the players, coaches and owners no longer truly value the FA Cup-hence their poor showing this season.
Indeed the standard of play is to be admired, but amid all the euphoria let us not forget the people whose loyalty and passion have supported these clubs through their lean years as well as those of plenty. The supporters of the rest of the Premiership may envy their success but may not be so keen on the price that has to be paid to watch the big four live.
For many thousands the last 10 years has seen Season Tickets double and in many cases treble, now for a parent and child to go to a Chelsea or Liverpool home game they would need well in excess of £100.00 for the day. The result is that for a whole generation watching Premiership teams is now merely a reality TV experience, virtual fans who may as well live in the Far East as East Ham.
Prices for next years Season Tickets are still to be announced at many clubs but sources at Manchester United indicate that the level of success at the club will determine the level of the price increase.
If a third European title arrives at Old Trafford, then, given the huge financial pressure the club is under the Glazer family will demand another significant price increase of 4 pound a game. This combined with an upfront payment for 6 cup ties will result in a Stretford End season ticket costing £1,000. In 2005 the price was £550.
As anyone who regularly attends matches will recognise that is just the tip of the financial iceberg. Match day costs including transport, parking, food and drink all combine to give the loyal season ticket holder a total annual expenditure closer to £3,000 or to put it another way the budget for a family holiday.
There is still demand for tickets for the Big Four, so long that is, as they qualify for the Champions League. But if the two NorthWest clubs in particular should ever fail to make the top four the financial repercussions could be dramatic! As many long-term supporters point out, it would be the much vaunted corporate customers who would quickly turn their back on the clubs if the glamour of a European night were no longer guaranteed. Who would fill those seats, indeed who would buy the Prawn Sandwiches?
Although the TV cameras focus on full stadiums for many games this masks the reality of the situation with many empty seats for less glamorous games. The atmosphere also is being increasingly diluted by day-trippers prepared to spend large amounts of cash in the Megastore but not prepared to vocally, passionately back the team on the pitch.
Given all the other financial pressures on those fans who have families, or the younger ones saving to start that process, it is now the case that even those on average incomes are struggling to afford the 21stCentury live football experience.
Not spoken about very often but a fact all the same, is that even those clubs perceived to be rich struggle to pay for players now gracing the fields of Europe. Manchester United, again, just one example still owe £56 million in transfer fees for their current squad, this lump being added to the £600 million total debt the club must find a way to service.
The result of this unique blend of debt, greed on behalf of owners, agents and players and complete lack of foresight and intervention by the F.A and the Government means many are effectively excluded from what was once their birthright.
Whether you live in London, the NorthWest or anywhere else in the UK, third or fourth generation supporter are increasingly likely to be watching Premiership football in the backroom of a local pub or working men’s club. Here illegally, and in secret in scenes similar to the bad old days of US Prohibition they watch their team on illicit Scandinavian TV Channels beamed in direct.
Inevitably as SKY insist that one by one these forbidden areas of pleasure are pursued and closed down, a steady flow will drift away from the game, or permanently become virtual fans disconnected from the true experience of live football.
A generation of virtual fans rather than vocal, passionate real fans-the lifeblood of the game, the Century old nature of top flight football is in danger of being lost forever through nothing less then naked greed.
Is this the true price of success and in the long term is it worth paying?
They'll Only Miss Us Once We've Gone
What is it that Guinness advert proclaims? "All good things come to those who wait". Well the Footballing Authorities may not have to wait too much longer until their transition of the game is complete. To rid the game of the bad and populate it only with the good. No more rowdy behaviour, no more rebels of society daring to stand up and make their feelings known, no more problems.
Their ideals consist of fans turning up every week, queuing to gain entry in an orderly fashion, having booked their tickets 3 months in advance. Entering the stadium and taking their seats, rising only to applaud goals where they dance along to carefully selected music over the PA, before clearing up their litter and disappearing into the countryside until the following weekend. No hassle, no passion, no noise.
As the game I know and love becomes more diluted by the passing year, I often wonder just when the breaking point will come. When will those authorised with sanitising our game realise the error of their ways? Or can they not actually see that they are breaking the very foundations of what has made this sport a success? Pound signs blur their vision, seen all too often in every walk of life. Greed takes over, people want more. They've exhausted the Premier League "brand" and now have visions of taking it further afield; the infamous "Game 39". Translated to you and me, meaning they have milked pretty much every penny they can from the "consumers" in this country, and now want to tap into the pockets of those football hungry consumers overseas. All in the name of expanding the pockets of the shareholders, players and governing bodies of our sport. Our sport, not theirs.
If I rewind 7 or 8 years; I'm leaving the house on a matchday and making my way to Anfield. There was no need to ring around in the morning; I'd just turn up and walk into one of two or three pubs around the ground, and would bump into people I knew. You knew where everyone would drink, and had done for years. The same faces, the people that made this club what it is. I can pop my head into those same pubs now, and I wouldn't recognise a soul. Those long standing supporters have now all but disappeared, replaced by families from all over, decked out in official replica sportswear and taking pictures of anything that moves. There's a smaller crowd of us left and tend to keep out of the way. We don't conform. Those areas around the ground have now been taken over by the new brigade, while the old guard retreat to pastures further afield.
Year after year, more and more people are dropping away. There's still a hardcore of a few hundred that travel everywhere. There's still thousands that go to every home game just like they always have. But it's becoming harder and harder for these people to carry on. Supporters being replaced by consumers. Participants being replaced by spectators. Just how much higher can the bar be raised by the controlling bodies before they've pushed away everyone that gave the game it's appeal in the first place? What happens when the passion disappears for good? You can't manufacture passion, no matter how hard some clubs try.
They have mascots running up and down the touchline trying to encourage the fans. At Bolton they play "I feel good" when they score, with two young lads running the length of the pitch with big flags. Music played after goals is now commonplace, as if fans don't know how to celebrate a goal by themselves. Is it because they realise the passion is dead and are trying to hang onto a small semblence of it? Or is it aimed at manufacturing a friendly atmosphere to suit their agenda?
Manufactured support; I can't think of anything worse. Handing out those clappers seems to be the next step this season, with the whole of St.Andrews clapping along with them before their opening game. This in a ground that used to be known as one of the most passionate and hostile in football; now transformed into a childrens play ground with everybody doing as they are told. Sat down and singing what the club want them to sing, and clapping when they want them to clap. So sad. Ticket prices on the increase there every season, and a ground I now refuse to visit. £40 for an away ticket some 4 years ago. No thanks. It doesn't take a genius to work out why they barely fill half of that ground any more.
Newcastle had their lowest league attendance for nearly a decade at the weekend, with cash turnstiles in operation, entry for £10 if you bought a replica shirt and other such promotions, but still had thousands of empty seats. Manchester United have been contacting everybody on their mailing lists trying to push season ticket sales again this summer. Whereas Old Trafford used to be like Fort Knox when it came to getting in, they're now closer to resembling one of the happy hour bars in Benidorm, with teenagers stood outside handing out cards with promotional offers to encourage trade. What was once a closed shop, is now opening it's doors and trying to drag people in off the streets.
Is the football bubble about to burst? I hope so.
On Monday night, Portsmouth's most famous fan, the bell ringer with the blue hair, or less commonly known as "John", was approached by the ground staff at Fratton Park and asked to keep the noise down. I'm sure it's not only me that's absolutely staggered by that. Asked to stop ringing his bell and keep the noise down, in a football ground! The mind boggles. But it's another notch on the many that have been made previously, in slowly sanitising the way we support our teams.
We are told we're not allowed to stand up as it's unsafe; yet rugby sides play in exactly the same stadia and those rules don't apply. Apparently it's safe for rugby fans to stand in those same seated areas, but not football fans (the reasons for that I could write a book on, and will address again). It's madness. They're also allowed to drink in their seats while watching the game. I know of a fan that was facing a 3 year football banning after peering over the exits at White Hart Lane to catch a goal he'd missed when coming down early at half time. He'd walked down the steps, was handed a pint by a friend, and heard the roar from the stands. He went halfway back up the steps to see what had happened, when two officers arrested him for consuming alcohol in view of the playing surface. It defies belief. But I'm told we're different. As our friend from Portsmouth has pointed out this week; would this sort of discrimination be accepted anywhere else, or by anyone else, but football fans?
I was on a final warning in my old season ticket seat for foul and abusive language. I was reported by fellow fans for swearing, and risked losing my season ticket. Now in that seat, I was reserved, very reserved. It was on the halfway line and not a noise was made all season by anyone. They were spectators, I'm a participant, or like to be. I want to go to the game and let off some steam. I go to work to pay the bills, put a roof over the family heads, and to enjoy myself during my time off. I choose to do that at the football, something I've grown up with. It's always been a part of who I am. But in that seat, I had to control myself and just sit and watch the game, conforming to those around me for over 7 years. I must have sworn a handful of times in that entire period, when telling the referee where to go or some other trivial slip of the tongue. Yet I faced losing my season ticket and not being able to support my side over it. I was one swear word away from walking away from the game for good. If this was in a family enclosure I'd understand. I know when swearing is unacceptable, and in my view, a football ground is one of those places where it fits.
When I go to the match, I want to stand with fellow fans, my friends. I want to participate in the game, I want to support the side. I want to shout and I want to sing. I want to do the things that made me fall in love with the game and going to the match. But one by one, the authorities are trying to take all those things out of our game. To have us sat in silence, only singing when they want us to sing, and singing the songs they want us to sing. Blaring music over the PA system we are supposed to dance along to. We're unable to create an atmosphere ourselves it seems. For the future, see American sports for how it will go. Club issue foam hands can already be seen, dancing girls have been tried, the list goes on.
Keep sanitising; you'll soon be wondering where it all went wrong, when the very people that made this game what it is, have all long since disappeared. There's not many of us left. Soon there will be none.
Enjoy modern football. Enjoy scratching your heads in some plush office arguing with each other about who's to blame when the crowds start to stay away. I'll be long past the caring stage. You'll have brought it upon yourselves and destroyed a game loved by millions in the process. I hope it's worth it.
Re: FC Zürich : AC Mailand
Der Grieche hat geschrieben:AC Mailand hin oder her. Mit CHF 80 für den notabene billigsten Platz im Letzi wurde die Schmerzgrenze erreicht. Wie sich das ein Studi/Lehrling oder Familienvater, der mit einem Sohn das anschauen will, leisten soll, ist mir ein Rätsel. Vielleicht sollte man für solche Spiele wenigstens den Studitarif wieder einführen.
Du hast recht, die Schmerzgrenze ist bei mir damit auch erreicht und mit Kindern ist dies leider wirklich nicht mehr erschwinglich, Milan hin oder her; schade!
Da geh ich doch lieber zum Auswärtspiel nach Vaduz und schau mir dieses Spiel an.
Ich denke, Canepa möcht nochmals recht Kasse machen, weil er weiss, dass dies in diesem Jahr das einzige UEFA Heimspiel bleiben wird...!
Re: FC Zürich : AC Mailand
@TRC
Ich finde Dein Bildi immernoch primitiv.
In Englang gibt es schon länger Tendenzen in diese Richtung.
An der Leinwand wir zum Beispiel auch eingeblendet "Sit down if you love Football"
Dennoch, der Lärm der aus den Pubkehlen kommt ist trotzdem extrem laut und wird in der Schweiz nie übertroffen werden.
Warum ist ja klar.
Ich finde Dein Bildi immernoch primitiv.
In Englang gibt es schon länger Tendenzen in diese Richtung.
An der Leinwand wir zum Beispiel auch eingeblendet "Sit down if you love Football"
Dennoch, der Lärm der aus den Pubkehlen kommt ist trotzdem extrem laut und wird in der Schweiz nie übertroffen werden.
Warum ist ja klar.
Die Kritik an anderen hat noch keinem die eigene Leistung erspart. Noël Coward, britischer Dramatiker (1899 - 1973)
Re: FC Zürich : AC Mailand
Die ersten Tickets für das Heimspiel wurden auf Ticketcorner aufgeschalten, allerdings noch nicht für den Sektor D.
"Das grösste Geheimnis der Engländer ist, warum sie nicht auswandern." (E. Kishon)
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Re: FC Zürich : AC Mailand
Doch.. auch für Sektor D! Nur sind sie schon fast alle weg.. Hab noch ein letztes im D27 ergattert.. Und tortzdem: Scheiss Abzocke
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