This is the entrance to the Holzwaren-Simundt-Kampfbahn in Bischofswerda, Saxony, home of the football club Bischofswerdaer FV 08 and my old school sports field where I did my high school exams in sport. It’s always a feeling of homecoming strangly when I visit this ground. It looks shabby and rotten but as it is with old stuffed animals love never grows old.
And to knit the combination to the headline there are some photographs of the stadium walls. Compared to “real” stadiums for far more than 3,000 possible spectators these walls are not very high, so the comparison to the Berlin Wall seems evident to me. What I only miss is the barbed wire:
The entrance for the away supporters:
Another great view to the running track:
I have to confess that I was a bit jealous and envious to these boys because in my time we never ever could go to the green pitch. Well, I was in the athletics class so we could and needed to only use the running track but I wanted so desperately touch the green because with my football team we only played on pitches without grass. It was almost ever pebble, stone, even coal pitches, only one or two times I had the luck to play on grass. Once I played on artificial grass and came back home without my top layer of skin. With my second football team I had real grass on the home pitch but then: the mystery was already gone.