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3,320: a self-published ebook synopsis

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A wee bit of artwork
More pixel food: a fish finger sandwich

The song in my head when I woke up this morning
Perfect by One Direction

On this day
Romantic, 10 May 2009

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Public transport

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May 10th, 2017 at 3:14 am

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3,319: Blog post

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Here’s a blog post. Not sure what it’s about, really. Just some typing right now. Quite self-conscious about doing the typing at this point. Is self-conscious hyphenated? Probably not, right? Hyphenation is one of those things that I’m a little shaky on. Little Shaky. Was Shaky little? I dunno actually. I always assumed he was. Not a conscious thought, now that I think about it. This is the first time I’ve actually thought is Shaky small? Shaky is a word that feels like it should have an ‘e.’ Shakey seems better than Shaky. His real name is Michael Barratt. Same name as an astronaut. And I wonder: do young people still say astronaut when they’re asked what they want to be when they grow up? Footballer or astronaut are the two I remember saying or thinking when I was little. Do children still think space stuff is fascinating and exciting? I hope so. To me, it always felt wrong seeing the US flag on the moon. Obvs, I understand why, and that the USSR would’ve done the same, but it just feels a bit childish. Plus, it’s kind of an ugly flag, in my opinion. Gaudy. I don’t like the British one either. Just a mess. Looks like a school project not a real flag. France. Now there’s a good flag. Solid, simple. La rue Montorgueil à Paris. Fête du 30 juin 1878. So today is Victory Day. It often amazes me how we do, as the saying goes, learn something new every day. Like, a moment ago, when I went to Wikipedia to get the URL for their Victory Day page, I saw that what we called the Eastern Front, the Soviets called the Great Patriotic War. It’s a little bit interesting how sometimes we retrofit our memories of things to include other things. When I think of watching videos online in the early 2000s, I mentally slide a YouTube design around it. When that clearly wasn’t the case. I wonder how many Web site cookies the average person has on their computer. With all the Shak(e)y talk earlier, I’m now listening to Neil Young. There’s a sparrow perched on the ledge of the balcony making a real racket. Just chirping like crazy. Hopefully, he’s a politically active sparrow, talking to his comrades. Urging them to rise up and kill us all. I hope when the birds take over, they dismantle all the bird control spikes, and start building human control spikes, to stop us from roosting wherever we want. The day we aren’t at the top of the pile will be a good day for the planet. Hey, sparrow-on-the-balcony, you probably won’t see the day. Your children or grandchildren or great great-great-great-grandchildren won’t see the day, either. But one of your descendants will one day see the humans die out. Buildings full of books and plugs and shampoo will all be yours. And when at some point a future creature has the skills that humans currently have, and they do archaeology and everything, they might find some evidence of my existence. But it won’t be me. I’ll just be a human that died. They will not know about Minipops or this blog. No thoughts of legacy. No Craig Robinson Memorial Library. I’m just filling time. Wake up, do stuff, go to bed. Repeat ’til dead.

The song in my head when I woke up this morning
Sign of the Times by Harry Styles

On this day
Rio, 9 May 2008

Here’s an interesting Wikipedia article
Guatemalan genocide

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May 9th, 2017 at 3:59 am

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3,318: Fußball in Berlin, supplementary game No. 9

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Something that was enjoyable when I was having a drink with some Tennis Borussia fans after a game a couple of weeks ago, was how, when discussion turned to away games, they talked about it in the same way they discussed home games. Like it was no big deal to travel to go see their team. There is a slight caveat: this fifth tier of German football is regional. There are 12 parallel divisions around the country at this level. The NOFV-Oberliga Nord, Tennis Borussia’s current division, covers the northern part of the former East Germany (inc. the former West Berlin). Of the other 15 teams in the Oberliga Nord, six of them are accessible on the Berlin S-Bahn system. Only three of them are over 200km, and none more than 250km away. It’s still time, money, effort, and dedication, of course.

I’d seen the last one, two, three, four Tennis Borussia games, so when asked if I was gonna go to the away game in Frankfurt an der Oder*, I was like, sure, why not? I was already thinking about it, to be honest.

*Frankfurt an der Oder, by the way, isn’t the Frankfurt. That one’s full name is Frankfurt am Main. The Oder and Main in the names are the local rivers. The river in this case is a natural border between Germany and Poland, just over 100km east of Berlin.

Sunday morning meeting point for the travelling TeBe fans was at Ostkreuz, a biggish station which as the translated name (East Cross) suggests, is a station where one can get trains that go north, south, east, and west. There were about 30-ish people. Lots of purple scarves, shirts, hoodies. And lots of bottles of beer in hands.

We took the S-Bahn to Erkner, the terminus of the S3 line, just outside of the southeast of the city. Some people grabbed some more beers from the shop, and some had a smoke while we waited the few minutes before getting on the Deutsche Bahn Regio service to Frankfurt an der Oder, which was a smidge over half an hour away. The train company does a group ticket thing where five people can travel for what works out at less than six euros, a journey cheaper than a day card for the Berlin subway.

Chatting with someone as we pulled into the station, I was told there had been trouble at this away game in the past. There were, apparently, a bunch of right-wing people in this town that fancied having a pop at the lefties. Oh good. Just outside the station, there were four police cars around the place. A couple of middle-aged coppers came over and said they’d escort us to the stadium. They were incredibly friendly. Very good policing, in fact. Those two walked with us for the kilometre or so from the station to stadium, while a couple of the other cars were there, close enough if needed.

The stadium, like several other stadiums in the former East Germany, is called Stadion der Freundschaft (Stadium of Friendship). It opened in 1953. According to Wikipedia, its opening game had the highest attendance of 25,000. At yesterday’s game, the attendance was 230. Beyond the trees behind the stadium was the river and Poland.

Tickets were five euros. Beer two euros. The cheapest game I’ve been to on both counts. One end of the ground, where the gästeblock for the visiting fans is, has its own beer and food stall thingy. Some TeBe fans kept on walking to the side of the pitch for a better view of the game. The rest of us seemed to make a collective, almost unspoken, decision to just stand there, near where the beer was.

Again, it was a game that had no real meaning for Tennis Borussia. TeBe are in the upper half of the table with no chance of promotion. For 1. FC Frankfurt, though, there’s still a chance they could escape relegation. Before the game they had 8 points from 25 games. They would need to win all their games and hope the team who are also in the relegation zone don’t pick up more than five points in the remaining five games, and the team in 14th place, ie. safe from relegation, don’t pick up any more points in their remaining four games.

The game from our end of the stadium was decent in the first half. Tennis looked the better team until the 43rd minute when Frankfurt scored from a corner. The second half wasn’t so great. Tennis looked shitty. For most of the second half, it was a social event at our end of the ground. People chatting near a football game. It was nice, as it goes. The game ended 1-0, and it’s still mathematically possible for Frankfurt to avoid relegation. Six of Frankfurt’s eleven points have come from games against Tennis Borussia.

It was a slow saunter back to the train station. There was a brief pause at the Soviet Memorial for a group photo, a quick stop to buy some supplies for the journey, and hey ho, let’s go back to Berlin. Back at Ostkreuz, another beer in Annemirl-Bauer-Platz, a wee park near the station, then some goodbyes and see-you-on-Fridays for the next home game. I like these people. They are good.

The Eleven Berlin Teams Project:
Hertha BSC v Eintracht Frankfurt, (25/2/17)
FC Viktoria 1889 Berlin v 1. FC Lokomotive Leipzig (18/3/17)
FC Hertha 03 Zehlendorf v SV Lichtenberg 47, (19/3/17)
Berliner AK 07 v FC Schönberg 95, (22/3/17)
VSG Altglienicke v FC Viktoria 1889 Berlin, (25/3/17)
Berliner FC Dynamo v Hertha BSC II, (29/3/17)
Hertha BSC II v FSV Union Fürstenwalde, (1/4/17)
Charlottenburger FC Hertha 06 v 1. FC Frankfurt, (2/4/17)
1. FC Union Berlin v Erzgebirge Aue, (5/4/17)
SV Lichtenberg 47 v SV Victoria Seelow, (14/4/17)
Tennis Borussia Berlin v FC Hansa Rostock II, (15/4/17)

The Three Extra Games Of The Extended-And-Renamed Accessible By S-Bahn Fourteen Team Project:
SV Babelsberg 03 v Berliner AK 07, (7/4/17)
FC Strausberg v Tennis Borussia Berlin, (23/4/17)
SV Germania 90 Schöneiche v SV Altlüdersdorf, (29/4/17)

The Supplementary Games:
SV Empor Berlin v 1. FC Union Berlin, (23/3/17)
SV Babelsberg 03 v Hertha BSC II, (20/4/17)
Tennis Borussia Berlin v Charlottenburger FC Hertha 06, (26/4/17)
SV Babelsberg 03 v FC Energie Cottbus, (28/4/17)
Tennis Borussia Berlin v FC Mecklenburg Schwerin, (30/4/17)
1. FC Frankfurt v Tennis Borussia Berlin, (7/5/17)

A wee bit of artwork
A couple of pixelly things done with the Pixaki app on iPad. A man with a fancy hairdo, and space.

Other business
If you also grew up in the UK in the 1980s, you may well have read the best magazine that ever existed: Smash Hits. On a recent Word podcast there was plenty to enjoy about former writers just chatting.

The song in my head when I woke up this morning
Making the Most of the Night by Carly Rae Jepsen

On this day
(You Gotta) Fight for Your Right (To Party!), 8 May 2012

Here’s an interesting Wikipedia article
Maya peoples

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May 8th, 2017 at 6:21 am

3,317: Embedding the week

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On the Platform With Eight Minutes Until the Next U-Bahn Train Blues

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Essential supplies

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Happy Star Trek day or whatevs

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Gesundbrunnen

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The song in my head when I woke up this morning
Your Type by Carly Rae Jepsen

On this day
Foam finger tree, 7 May 2011

Here’s an interesting Wikipedia article
Spanish conquest of the Aztec Empire

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May 7th, 2017 at 12:40 am

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3,316: Morning views

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Guten morgen

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Good morning, brothers and sisters. Happy International Workers' Day.

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Guten morgen

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Guten morgen

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Previous morning views: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21

The song in my head when I woke up this morning
Bitch by Allie X

On this day
Long post, 6 May 2008

Here’s an interesting Wikipedia article
New Spain

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May 6th, 2017 at 3:07 am

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3,315: Self portrait as eleven poles

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This drawing began as just a simple play on words that came about after a Brexit conversation. I’d mentioned that I would happily give up my British citizenship to still be an EU citizen. I don’t care about being British. It’s nothing to actually be proud of these days. I would rather be German, Spanish or a Pole. Yep, simple silly word play. Sorry.

The poles, left to right: the ceremonial South Pole, utility pole, lamppost, baseball stadium foul pole, barber’s pole, Bavarian maypole, windsock, Voladores pole, pole-dancing pole, totem pole, flag pole.

A note about the totem pole: it is intentionally not a representation of any particular group’s totem pole. Native American groups and artists take their work seriously and, naturally, own the rights to any representations of their poles, so I didn’t want to copy anyone else’s work *cough* so I drew one that is out of my own head, but inspired by the general vibe of a totem pole.

A wee bit more artwork
Continuing the recent food drawings: here’s some tacos al pastor.

The song in my head when I woke up this morning
Your Type by Carly Rae Jepsen

On this day
The joy of Ichiro, 5 May 2009

Here’s an interesting Wikipedia article
List of countries where Spanish is an official language

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May 5th, 2017 at 5:15 am

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3,314: A Wurst Triptych

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I’m quite into drawing food. The individual elements are often indistinct (a sausage, for example, is just a tube of brown-ish colour innit?) which makes it a nice challenge. So here are three sausage-based German dishes. A Wurst Triptych: Bratwurst, Weißwurst, Currywurst. You can see it a bit bigger here.

Continuing the Germanic eatin’ theme, here’s this season’s culinary highlight: white asparagus with Hollandaise sauce and a couple of potatoes.

Here’s a bit of Stilton.

And here’s a pixel fried egg. I still think of this as a pixel drawing, even though I’ve messed with it. I re-sized it so each 1×1 pixel was 20×20 pixels, rounded off some of the edges, and then played with some Photoshoppy stuff to do the other stuff.

Some other stuff
Another thing playing with pixels, a remix of Minipop No. 1,209 (Sleaford Mods).

Juxtaposition is the cool new thing, apparently, so here’s a hipster alt country dude next to something that is full of shit.

And heeeeeeere’s some chopping up of photographs to create Roy Division.

The song in my head when I woke up this morning
Live While We’re Young by One Direction

On this day
Tree, 4 May 2010

Here’s an interesting Wikipedia article
Indigenous peoples of the Americas

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May 4th, 2017 at 1:08 am

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3,313: Nothing’s Gonna Stop Us Now

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Nothing’s Gonna Stop Us Now by Starship was number one in the UK thirty years ago.

This was written by pumper-outer-of-hit-songs Diane Warren and dad-of-him-out-of-the-Strokes Albert Hammond. That’s a little unfair, as Daddy Hammond had his fair share of success. Looking at that Wikipedia page, I noticed that Albert Hammond, Jr. from the Strokes is the son of someone – this song’s Albert Hammond – already with a “Jr.” at the end of his name. Are there not rules about such things? Can a Jr. be the son of a Jr.? Shouldn’t Strokes boy be Albert Hammond III?

Anyway, this Starship song is quite nice, innit? It’s easy to be transported back to that time just watching the video. My feeling is I probably wouldn’t have admitted to liking this song back then. This was a time when my brain was, stupidly, starting to shun pop music a bit. I was into Simple Minds and U2 and Bruce Springsteen, so, y’know. There was a couple of years there when things got fairly boring. All that rocky stuff infecting my brain. Thankfully it wasn’t too long before Kylie came along and reminded me that pop music will always be number one.

The main thing that comes back, though, when I watch this video is how there was quite a few years there where music videos were barely more than adverts for movies.

Previous posts about number ones from thirty years ago:
18/1/2017: Jack Your Body
1/2/2017: I Knew You Were Waiting (For Me)
15/2/2017: Stand By Me
8/3/2017: Everything I Own
22/3/2017: Respectable
29/3/2017: Let It Be
19/4/2017: La Isla Bonita

The song in my head when I woke up this morning
Jump (For Your Love) by the Pointer Sisters

On this day
Cafetière, 3 May 2009. I can close my eyes and still feel the pain in my feet.

Here’s an interesting Wikipedia article
Coyote

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May 3rd, 2017 at 1:55 am

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3,312: Fußball in Berlin, supplementary game No. 8

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Sunday, I had a bit of football fatigue after three games in the previous four days. Throw in a lovely dinner party with friends on Saturday night. Just tired, really. A bit too much alcohol, a bit too much eating badly (skipping breakfast or lunch and relying on pretzels), going to bed too late but not turning off my 7am alarm. Candles. Both ends.

But, while a relaxing afternoon doing nothing would have been thoroughly enjoyable, the whole time I would’ve been thinking, should’ve gone to the Tennis game. So I went. And rightly so. This is a nice enjoyable team with nice enjoyable fans. It would be silly to not see as many of their games before the end of the season as possible.

Tennis Borussia Berlin v FC Mecklenburg Schwerin. A sunny day. The sort of day that would look great over the top of the old Wembley Stadium on FA Cup Final day. And it was a good crowd, too. 400-odd people, most of whom stood on the terrace. Even the 20-odd visiting fans. They had their drums, made some noise, stood off just a bit to the left of the Tennis fans. No problems.

(Something I always enjoyed about going to see Cruz Azul games is that the opposing teams’ fans are often sat amongst the Azul fans. Naturally, travelling away support tends to want to congregate in the end of the ground for visiting supporters, but there are often fans of the other team nearby, and aside from the odd dude who has had a few too many here and there, I’ve never seen any proper trouble. Even with fans of the local rivals.)

Mecklenburg Schwerin were 1-0 up within three minutes. A few minutes later, a good shout for a Tennis penalty was turned down. Continuing to attack, a way more tenuous penalty was given.

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Another beer, some chatting, halftime, another goal for Tennis in the 48th, another for Mecklenburg in the 54th, another beer, some more chitter chatter. Peep peep! Final whistle.

Both teams came over to the terraces at the end. It was nice. Nice nice nice. Everything is nice.

Having a drink after the game, had a brief chat with a Polish guy who is a fan of AKS Zły, a team formed by fans of two Warsaw teams who were a bit sick of the right wing fans. Nice to talk to a couple of local British people, as well. A Brentford fan, an FC United of Manchester fan. Also a German fan of Mexico City team Pumas.

There have been times in my life where I’ve not really took a moment to appreciate the goodness, but I’m trying to do it more these days. And stood there after a fairly meaningless football game in the fifth tier of German football with fans of loads of different teams, all getting along cos we have way more in common than we have differences: it was lovely.

The Eleven Berlin Teams Project:
Hertha BSC v Eintracht Frankfurt, (25/2/17)
FC Viktoria 1889 Berlin v 1. FC Lokomotive Leipzig (18/3/17)
FC Hertha 03 Zehlendorf v SV Lichtenberg 47, (19/3/17)
Berliner AK 07 v FC Schönberg 95, (22/3/17)
VSG Altglienicke v FC Viktoria 1889 Berlin, (25/3/17)
Berliner FC Dynamo v Hertha BSC II, (29/3/17)
Hertha BSC II v FSV Union Fürstenwalde, (1/4/17)
Charlottenburger FC Hertha 06 v 1. FC Frankfurt, (2/4/17)
1. FC Union Berlin v Erzgebirge Aue, (5/4/17)
SV Lichtenberg 47 v SV Victoria Seelow, (14/4/17)
Tennis Borussia Berlin v FC Hansa Rostock II, (15/4/17)

The Three Extra Games Of The Extended-And-Renamed Accessible By S-Bahn Fourteen Team Project:
SV Babelsberg 03 v Berliner AK 07, (7/4/17)
FC Strausberg v Tennis Borussia Berlin, (23/4/17)
SV Germania 90 Schöneiche v SV Altlüdersdorf, (29/4/17)

The Supplementary Games:
SV Empor Berlin v 1. FC Union Berlin, (23/3/17)
SV Babelsberg 03 v Hertha BSC II, (20/4/17)
Tennis Borussia Berlin v Charlottenburger FC Hertha 06, (26/4/17)
SV Babelsberg 03 v FC Energie Cottbus, (28/4/17)
Tennis Borussia Berlin v FC Mecklenburg Schwerin, (30/4/17)

The song in my head when I woke up this morning
A Sky Full of Stars by Coldplay

On this day
The drunkenest blog post in my life, 2 May 2007. This was after Liverpool beat Chelsea on penalties in the Champions League semi-final. Watched it in a bar in Berlin with a Swedish friend. I had a little weep when the reality kicked in: a second Champions League final in three seasons.

Here’s an interesting Wikipedia article
Jackal

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May 2nd, 2017 at 12:46 am

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3,311: Fußball in Berlin, supplementary game No. 7

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It felt a bit too soon for another game. Saturday’s game started just 14 hours after Friday’s ended. And after that game, it felt like I might be going to see a mate’s band in a pub the afternoon after seeing James Brown at the Apollo.

Nonetheless, I was quite excited. The expanded 14 team project (including the 11 Berlin teams, and the 3 teams in Brandenburg state accessible on the local rapid transit S-Bahn) would be completed with a trip to Schöneiche to see SV Germania 90 Schöneiche v SV Altlüdersdorf.

Here’s another asterisk in the plan: you can get close but not actually to Schöneiche on the S-Bahn. But even though the local tram doesn’t seem to be a part of the Berlin tram network, it still accepts my ticket as valid. (There’s something enjoyably ridiculous for me about the rules and caveats I apply to this project/my life.)

S-Bahn trains S9 and S3, get off at Friedrichshagen to get that tram. I needed tram 88, which I assume is just a tram number, not a Nazi reference. The entrance area of the S-Bahn had two signs for where a tram would be, but in both directions. I had four minutes. I chose to go right. I saw some tram lines and and stop over the street. Waiting for, like, evah, I nipped as nimbly as I could between other pedestrians. The stop didn’t say 88. I jogged across the street to a different stop. No 88 there either. I asked a couple of people. Neither knew. So I guessed that it must’ve been left out of the station. Should’ve stuck with my leftist principles all along eh? There was tram 88. A wee old thingy. I dashed over, “just in time!” said my brain. After sitting on the tram with no sign of movement, I realised that nope, I’d just missed the previous one, and this was the next one. The tram goes every 30 minutes.

Sensible people knew the tram time and arrived a few minutes before it was ready to leave. For the most of that half-hour wait, it was just me and bunch of older women having a good old natter and a laugh together. The driver got in his little driver area thingy, gave some people change for the ticket machine, and we were off off off on what felt like one of those wee trains you get at zoos and funfairs. Only one track for use in both directions the whole way. A bit of the journey it was actually going through an actual forest.

Here’s a slightly rubbish picture of the tram:

Judging by the frequency of the graffiti nearby, this is FC 1. Union Berlin territory:

Couldn’t see a street sign, but I had drawn a little map on a Post-It note of the route from the tram to the stadium. As I walked along the street a guy in his front garden said hello. Aw, villages.

The guy selling tickets (€6) at the Jahn-Sportplatz was incredibly friendly, reenforcing the village-ness of it all. There are three football fields at the sportplatz: one with a running track, one without, and one with artificial turf. Germania 90 played on the second of those. The sportplatz has a bar. I got a beer and stood outside before the game started. The PA from the field was playing A Sky Full of Stars by Coldplay and then Rhythm is a Dancer by Snap!, and then there was the click clack of football boots. Both of the teams stood outside the changing rooms next to the bar. Time, it would seem, to get over to the field to watch the game.

It was pretty basic. A wooden shed where the announcer hung out. A truck that sold bratwurst, soup, and chips. And another wooden hut that sold €1.80 beers.

Along one side of the fence around the pitch were some spectators. 43 of them, including me. Among them, though, were a couple of teenagers with a drum, another woman with another drum, and a further woman with a megaphone who would shout encouragement. She was friendly. One time, I went to get a beer. She was in front of me in the queue having a chat, and when it was her turn, she told me I could go first because I was their “guest.” I spoke to her and the drum woman again later, and she they had assumed I was there as a fan of the visiting team. I told her I was British, apologised for Brexit, and had a chat about their team and the Oberliga in general. Good people.

It was fun being so close to the field. The physicality of the game is a lot more real that close. And I don’t think I’ve ever heard a goalkeeper burp before. The visitors won 2-1. I said goodbye to Ms. Megaphone and Ms. Drum, had another quick beer at the sportplatz’s bar while some players chatted outside the changing room, and that was it. Extended Project complete.

The Eleven Berlin Teams Project:
Hertha BSC v Eintracht Frankfurt, (25/2/17)
FC Viktoria 1889 Berlin v 1. FC Lokomotive Leipzig (18/3/17)
FC Hertha 03 Zehlendorf v SV Lichtenberg 47, (19/3/17)
Berliner AK 07 v FC Schönberg 95, (22/3/17)
VSG Altglienicke v FC Viktoria 1889 Berlin, (25/3/17)
Berliner FC Dynamo v Hertha BSC II, (29/3/17)
Hertha BSC II v FSV Union Fürstenwalde, (1/4/17)
Charlottenburger FC Hertha 06 v 1. FC Frankfurt, (2/4/17)
1. FC Union Berlin v Erzgebirge Aue, (5/4/17)
SV Lichtenberg 47 v SV Victoria Seelow, (14/4/17)
Tennis Borussia Berlin v FC Hansa Rostock II, (15/4/17)

The Extended Fourteen Team S-Bahn Project:
SV Babelsberg 03 v Berliner AK 07, (7/4/17)
FC Strausberg v Tennis Borussia Berlin, (23/4/17)
SV Germania 90 Schöneiche v SV Altlüdersdorf, (29/4/17)

The Eleven Berlin Teams Project Supplementary Games:
SV Empor Berlin v 1. FC Union Berlin, (23/3/17)
SV Babelsberg 03 v Hertha BSC II, (20/4/17)
Tennis Borussia Berlin v Charlottenburger FC Hertha 06, (26/4/17)
SV Babelsberg 03 v FC Energie Cottbus, (28/4/17)

The song in my head when I woke up this morning
Boy Problems by Carly Rae Jepsen

On this day
The real Paraguay, 1 May 2008

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Honey badger

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May 1st, 2017 at 8:19 am

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3,310: Fußball in Berlin, supplementary game No. 6

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I feel like every time I sit down to write a blog post about a football game, the words “another day, another game” go through my head. In a few ways, though, this was nothing like another game. This game was, for more than just footballing reasons, exciting.

SV Babelsberg 03 versus FC Energie Cottbus at Karl-Liebknecht-Stadion. My third Babelsberg game. I had no strong plans to definitely go, but after talking with a Tennis fan the other night, he said it would be worth going. Energie Cottbus has some, er, interesting fans. They were in the 1. Bundesliga as recently as the 2008-09 season. Since reunification, they have spent six season in Germany’s top tier (2000-01 to 2002-03, and 2006-07 to 2008-09). Indeed, they are one of only five teams from the former East Germany to have played in the Bundesliga (the others: Dynamo Dresden, Hansa Rostock, VfB Leipzig, and currently RB Leipzig). After being relegated from the 1. Bundesliga in 2009, they spent five seasons in the 2. Bundesliga before being relegated to the 3. Bundesliga, where they spent two seasons. 2016-17 is their first season in the fourth tier Regionalliga Nordost. Before the game they were in second place, but only one team is promoted. There was a mathematical chance that they could still return to the third tier, but they’d need to beat Babelsberg and win their three other remaining games and hope FC Carl Zeiss Jena lose all their games.

Even for a game starting at 6pm, the train from Westkreuz down to Babelsberg was quite busy. For the two other games I’ve been to, there have only been a few people on the train who looked like they’d be going to the game. This time, it was a good twenty or thirty people, and this was more than an hour before kick-off. There were a few policemen on the platform at Wannsee station and some Energie fans, too. More cops at the Babelsberg station, and a fairly consistent presence along the route from the station to the stadium (they’re both on the same street, about a ten minute walk apart).

I’d stood behind the goal with the home team fans at the last two games, but I wanted to see what it was like with the louder fans in Block M – the Nordkurve – at least once. Compared to what we’re used to with English (and indeed Mexican) football, it’s strange to have the most hardcore fans standing on the side. And they stand on the side in an area nearest the visiting fans who are stood behind the other goal.

More good music before the game: Where Is My Mind?, something by the Ramones, Rock Lobster, Atomic. There was the Siouxsie and the Banshees version of The Passenger, too. For a big chunk of the time, it was like being at a late eighties student disco. The “Songs Since A Musical Accident” clock was reset to zero, though, when they played that Chumbawumba song. They also played Bad Touch by Bloodhound Gang, but I feel there’s a whole blog post n its own to write about that song.

It was a cool crowd in Block M. Lots of tall young lads in black coats and hoodies (I saw one who had placed a small rectangular piece of gaffa tape over the North Face logo on the shoulder of his coat) and a bunch of people in their thirties and forties. Quite a lot of women. Some children. Fun for all the family, in fact. Especially if your idea of fun is chanting and singing songs and waving flags.

There were, I would guess, about 300ish visiting supporters. The majority of them seemed quite happy to support their team, but there was a non-insignificant amount, maybe 20-30%, whose goal seemed to be other things. Those were the dudes who stood at the side closest to the Babelsberg fans, shouting stuff, doing that man thing of having their arms wide open, like, “come on, then.”

Just before kick off, this song came over the speakers. Everyone in Block M gave it some hearty singing along. Flags were waved, and then some flares were waved too. I like seeing flares. It’s quite thrilling, isn’t it? And it was similarly thrilling to be there near it. A bright red core and tons of smoke all around.

After about half an hour, the visitors scored. You could see in their section that the evening wasn’t going to be without incident. A couple of times the stewards who stood on the other side of a fence from the fans looked like they had to keep the fans from coming over. And eventually it kicked off. Flares were thrown onto the field and in the direction of the Babelsberg fans. And some Cottbus fans got over the fence and onto the field. Here’s some footage from a local telly station:

The referee took the players off the field for about ten minutes while things were sorted out. Riot police were there quick sharp. They sprayed what I assume was pepper spray into parts of the Cottbus end.

There was a second delay when things kicked off again just after the start of the second half. After having flares thrown in their direction a few times, someone from the Babelsberg fans set one off in the Cottbus direction. There was a collective groan amongst the Babelsberg fans. That, and the way some of the fans at the front of the section were seeming to calm people down, to stop them also trying to get over the fence, was good to see. A bit of self-policing.

There were some Nazi salutes from the Cottbus fans. Someone had a flag that simply had the letter “H” and the number “8,” which could mean “hate” or I guess it could be a Nazi thing similar to the number “88.” Apparently, there was some chanting of “Arbeit Macht Frei” too which, really, for fuck’s sake…

It was pretty full in Block M. I knew that if I went for a wee, I’d likely not get back in, but needs are needs, and I needed. Of the sixteen previous games I’ve been to during this project, I’ve missed five goals while having a wee. And I missed another at game 17. The Babelsberg equaliser. I returned to Block N, the section covering the other half of that side of the field. Still busy but not as rocking as Block M.

Just after the 90 minute mark, Babelsberg scored. The referee blew the whistle, the game was over. Seemed he’d had enough, hardly any stoppage time at all. Babelsberg fans were happy, the players very happy. And me too.

I’ve never enjoyed the way that modern football has introduced that thing at the start of the games where teams line up for the cameras and the people in the fancy seats. It makes sense at national games where anthems are played, but for club football, it just stinks of marketing. But when a team scores in the last minute and the whole lot of them run over to where their hardcore fans are, that even things up a bit. The TV camera, sponsors, rich people can have the nice clean presentable moment at the start, but they’ll never be as close as the Babelsberg players and Nordkurve were on Friday night, the players jumping around with one of the Nordkurve banners.

There were a lot of police along the walk back to the train station. Seems like they’d organised things, blocked off and guarded side streets to make sure Cottbus fans didn’t get near the Babelsberg fans walking towards the train station. There was a minimal presence at the train station, so I assume they were holding the Cottbus fans back until they could be fairly sure Babelsberg fans and regular civilians were gone.

Feels weird saying it when there were nasty things going at times, but it was definitely one of the more enjoyable games I’ve been to in my life, but really, that was entirely due to the great atmosphere in Block M. Those Nordkurve people know how to make a football game a great experience and I feel lucky to have experienced it.

The Eleven Berlin Teams Project:
Hertha BSC v Eintracht Frankfurt, (25/2/17)
FC Viktoria 1889 Berlin v 1. FC Lokomotive Leipzig (18/3/17)
FC Hertha 03 Zehlendorf v SV Lichtenberg 47, (19/3/17)
Berliner AK 07 v FC Schönberg 95, (22/3/17)
VSG Altglienicke v FC Viktoria 1889 Berlin, (25/3/17)
Berliner FC Dynamo v Hertha BSC II, (29/3/17)
Hertha BSC II v FSV Union Fürstenwalde, (1/4/17)
Charlottenburger FC Hertha 06 v 1. FC Frankfurt, (2/4/17)
1. FC Union Berlin v Erzgebirge Aue, (5/4/17)
SV Lichtenberg 47 v SV Victoria Seelow, (14/4/17)
Tennis Borussia Berlin v FC Hansa Rostock II, (15/4/17)

The Eleven Berlin Teams Project Supplementary Games:
SV Empor Berlin v 1. FC Union Berlin, (23/3/17)
SV Babelsberg 03 v Berliner AK 07, (7/4/17)
SV Babelsberg 03 v Hertha BSC II, (20/4/17)
FC Strausberg v Tennis Borussia Berlin, (23/4/17)
Tennis Borussia Berlin v Charlottenburger FC Hertha 06, (26/4/17)
SV Babelsberg 03 v FC Energie Cottbus, (28/4/17)

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April 30th, 2017 at 4:21 am

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3,309: Embedding the week

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Steal My Girl by One Direction

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Beer and a dog, 30 April 2016

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3,308: Morning views

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Here we go, another week of morning views.

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Previous morning views: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20

The song in my head when I woke up this morning
Let’s Get Lost by Carly Rae Jepsen

On this day
Rosario, 29 April 2008

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Aphrodita

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April 29th, 2017 at 12:45 am

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3,307: My Minipops

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A few weeks ago I got an email, someone was kind enough to give me a heads up that there was someone out there doing embroidery work that looks a lot like my Minipops. And that this someone had their work featured in the T magazine section of the New York Times. I clicked. And this is what I found.

Hmmm.

I had a look around the Internet and found the below images on another article, where my influence is mentioned. Seems like someone thought they could copy my Minipops, and then when she had exhausted that resource, continue to copy my style. My Minipops in the left column, her work on the right.

So I emailed her. In her reply she acknowledged my influence, told me that she mentioned my influence to the Times, and that I am mentioned on her Web site (which I’ve had a good long look at, and can’t find that mention*), but went on to say that she comes “from the school of thinking that “art cannot be created or destroyed, only remixed.”” Which is convenient, isn’t it? Very convenient that your school of thinking allows you to piggyback off my idea, my work, my hours and hours and thousands of hours to get yourself a sugary write-up in the New York bloody Times and exhibitions in New York.

(* update 29 April: She added the press release that mentions my influence to her Web site at some point in the last day. Here’s a screenshot of her site from a couple of weeks ago, and another from this morning)

I wrote an email to the public editor of the NY Times. Someone else had also done that. They addressed the issue. Saving you a click, here’s what they wrote:

I realise I am biased in this matter, but the reasoning there is weak as fuck. The writer finds her art “charming” and she is “gaining momentum and attention.” Those are not good reasons. Well, they are, but they’re bad good reasons. It also seems like the artist, having told me she mentioned my influence, didn’t do that.

The New York gallery showing her work put a post about the NY Times piece on their Instagram. After someone else left a comment about this issue, they described my work as “her inspiration spring board.” I replied:

I had a look the next day to see if there were any other comments, but the post on their Instagram had been deleted. Interesting…

(I should note that I did some mental calculations after writing that comment: tens of thousands of hours is probably a bit of an exaggeration. I regret not doing those calculations before writing the comment. Ten thousand hours is probably about right, but not “tens.”)

The artist herself has turned off the comments section on any of her Instagram posts, too, that had comments left by other people about this particular topic.

Since then, I received an unsolicited second email from the artist. She is “aware of a vehement negative reaction to the piece that the NYT T/style magazine has just run about me,” and that it “must stem from a misunderstanding.”

Oh good, well at least it was only a misunderstanding, eh? And, apparently, “[i]f anything, it is an homage to your work.” She goes on to tell me other 8-bit imagery like “Nintendo, Atari” have also had an influence, which seems weird considering they all look like my drawings not like “Nintendo, Atari” stuff. In her more recent work she often puts characters next to each other and in the email seems to feel like this means she is doing something different.

There’s a lot more waffling on, self-justification. Y’know, I can understand this. It must be a pebble in the shoe of happiness to have this issue come up at this moment in your career. Doing some mental gymnastics to free yourself of guilt is what lots of us do at various points in our lives.

She finished her email like so:

“Never have I thought that what I was doing (beyond my first exploratory quilt) was anywhere near copying you. If, beyond this misunderstanding over images of this quilt, you still feel that I have copied you, such feelings are unmerited and unfortunate.”

So there we go, it was all a misunderstanding. It’s not an apology, so it can’t be considered a non-apology apology. But it’s along those lines, innit? Me feeling angry and annoyed by this person’s work is “unmerited and unfortunate.” Aw, well, if that’s how you feel, I’ll just stop, right? That’s not how this works.

So, yes, here we are. A heads up for you that this exists and I’m not cool with it. I feel like this person has created a career for herself off the back of my work. She may no longer be actively copying my work, but she’s still ripping the style, and would never have got to that place had it not been for copying my work in the first place. It feels wrong. I’m not happy about it. And I wanna be that pebble in her shoe. Minipops, these tiny pixelly versions of famous people, are mine. I’m proud of them and the many hours I put into them.

And for meta commentary, here’s a pixel drawing of an embroidered version of a pixel self portrait.

The song in my head when I woke up this morning
Best Song Ever by One Direction

On this day
Old drawings, 28 April 2011

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April 28th, 2017 at 3:02 am

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3,306: Fußball in Berlin, supplementary game No. 5

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Another Tennis Borussia game last night. The Charlottenburger Derby, in fact, versus Charlottenburger Hertha 06 who play their games about five kilometres northeast-ish of Tennis’s ground.

Before the game, though, I wanted to have a walk around the Internationales Congress Centrum. On my travels around the city recently, I’ve been past it on the (above ground) S-Bahn train and thought, “I should go there one day, take some photos.” Yesterday was that day. It’s a massive spaceship of a thing. Built in 1979, it’s main use over the years has been for conferences and such. (I saw Brian Wilson play there on his first Pet Sounds tour in 2002, which was a lovely lovely night.) Nowadays, it’s closed because they need to remove asbestos. But it’s been in use, housing Syrian refugees. I assume this means that the asbestos isn’t an immediate problem. I have to admit, my knowledge of asbestos doesn’t go much further than its name and that it’s not good for you to sprinkle on your chips.

Anyway, yes, I’ve been wanting to do a drawing of this place. I kinda figure it might look good in pixels. Did a bit of work on that today. Hopefully I can finish that over the weekend. In the meantime, here’s some photographs.

And here’s the nearby Funkturm (radio tower).

Before the game, I met up with a couple of Tennis fans, had a beer, chatted with more people. General friendly human behaviour, and about half an hour before the game sauntered, beers in hand, to the stadium. Good weather this time at the stadium, so some of the fans who were in the main stand the last time I was there returned to their favoured spot on the terrace.

It was a midweek game between two teams with nothing to play for, on the same night that Bayern München were playing Borussia Dortmund in the German Cup semi-final, so not really surprising that it was Tennis’s lowest attendance of the season, just 263.

CFC Hertha 06 took the lead in the 81st minute. Tennis tied it with a penalty in the 89th. And I was a bit worse for wear, to be honest. A few too many beers on an empty stomach. Didn’t stop me going for a few more beers and some schnapps, mind. Another fun time at a Tennis game. Hooray.

You can see this panoramaamamaaama bigger here.

The Eleven Berlin Teams Project:
Hertha BSC v Eintracht Frankfurt, (25/2/17)
FC Viktoria 1889 Berlin v 1. FC Lokomotive Leipzig (18/3/17)
FC Hertha 03 Zehlendorf v SV Lichtenberg 47, (19/3/17)
Berliner AK 07 v FC Schönberg 95, (22/3/17)
VSG Altglienicke v FC Viktoria 1889 Berlin, (25/3/17)
Berliner FC Dynamo v Hertha BSC II, (29/3/17)
Hertha BSC II v FSV Union Fürstenwalde, (1/4/17)
Charlottenburger FC Hertha 06 v 1. FC Frankfurt, (2/4/17)
1. FC Union Berlin v Erzgebirge Aue, (5/4/17)
SV Lichtenberg 47 v SV Victoria Seelow, (14/4/17)
Tennis Borussia Berlin v FC Hansa Rostock II, (15/4/17)

The Eleven Berlin Teams Project Supplementary Games:
SV Empor Berlin v 1. FC Union Berlin, (23/3/17)
SV Babelsberg 03 v Berliner AK 07, (7/4/17)
SV Babelsberg 03 v Hertha BSC II, (20/4/17)
FC Strausberg v Tennis Borussia Berlin, (23/4/17)
Tennis Borussia Berlin v Charlottenburger FC Hertha 06 , (26/4/17)

The song in my head when I woke up this morning
Chanson d’Amour by Manhattan Transfer

On this day
Baños, 27 April 2008

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Patterns in nature

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April 27th, 2017 at 1:26 pm

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3,305: Pixels

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Here’s some more recent pixel drawings. I’m very much enjoying using pixels at the moment. There’s a reason this burst of activity has come about, and I will write about it in the next few days, but I need to be, um, in a certain frame of mind to write what may be a long post. I’ve been meaning to do it for about a week, but I’m not ready yet. Hopefully tomorrow or Friday.

So anyway, pixels. Here’s a self portrait as an air dancer:

Here’s something that is pixelly, but based on the idea of pixel as a defined shape. That defined shape here is a triangle in this instance:

Introspective by the Pet Shop Boys:

Bratwurst im brötchen:

Currywurst:

Kraftwurst:

Some Minipops: David Foster Wallace, Die Antwoord, Graeme Souness, and David Bowie and Mick Jagger.

And finally, a pixel drawing of an embroidered version of a Minipop self portrait:

The song in my head when I woke up this morning
Issues by Julia Michaels, again

On this day
Puebla, 26 April 2011

Here’s an interesting Wikipedia article
Fractal

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April 26th, 2017 at 4:38 am

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3,304: List of flags by colour combination

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Don’t recall why I was looking at this List of flags by colour combination page on Wikipedia, but when I did, oh man! How I enjoyed the contents section. I took screenshots of it, just in case it changes or disappears:

After that, it kinda felt necessary to visualise that contents section in some way, so I did this quickly:

A wee bit of artwork
I do enjoy a pretzel. So here’s a pixel pretzel. I drew this with the Pixaki iPad app. It’s a good app. And really nice if I wanna keep drawing but can’t be arsed to be sat at my desk. Which I’ve just realised should be the slogan for the iPad.

The song in my head when I woke up this morning
Issues by Julia Michaels

On this day
Bs As, 25 April 2008. I still think about Buenos Aires a lot. I really enjoyed my visit there. Could really do with another visit someday.

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Area

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April 25th, 2017 at 1:09 am

3,303: Fußball in Berlin, supplementary game No. 4

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After tweeting some photos from the Tennis Borussia game last weekend, a fan mentioned that there was an away game that was relatively easily-accessible. They were playing FC Strausberg. Strausberg is a small town in the state of Brandenberg about 30km east of Berlin, but still on the S-Bahn line. Considering I’d already expanded the Eleven Teams project to include a supplementary visit to another Brandenberg team on the S-Bahn (SV Babelsberg 03), it seemed entirely apt that I should go. (This extension to include S-Bahn-accessible teams* means that I will probably have to go and see SV Germania 90 Schöneiche at some point, too. They are in Schöneiche, also in Brandenberg, which I guess I should point out is a state that entirely surrounds the city-state of Berlin. Seeing them would properly seal the project and the supplementary project as done, without leaving any threads hanging.)

*Looking at how I’ve got to the fifteen games I’ve been to, two were in walking distance, one was via tram, one on the U-Bahn, ten via S-Bahn, and another via S-Bahn and bus.

The journey out to Strausberg was a bit longer than it should’ve been due to the line being closed at its eastern end for some reason: repairs, I assume. The last few stations on the line were via a replacement bus. All in all, it took about an hour and three-quarters door-to-door. As with all of these stadiums that I’ve never been to before, I took a screen shot of the location on Google Maps so I could see where I was heading. Needn’t really have bothered as there was a football fans’ trail of stickers on lampposts and such things from the S-Bahn station all the way to the ground.

The FC Strausberg stadium is called Energie Arena. Eight euros to get in. It’s a perfectly simple affair. A running track with worn-out markings and only one side of the ground has bleachers and areas to stand. But they do have a rather attractive little cabin for the stadium announcer. The team has a cool badge, though, with an ostrich kicking a ball. After getting a beer (€2.50), for the first time on this Berlin fußball journey, I went and stood in the part of the ground with the away supporters.

After last weekend’s Tennis game I had seen all the Berlin teams in the top five tiers. I mentioned that there were two teams which I kinda dug: Tennis Borussia Berlin and SV Babelsberg 03. Midweek, I went to another Babelsberg game, and stood there, while I enjoyed it and big respect to their fans and all that, I kinda knew that Tennis would be “my” Berlin team. Can’t say how or why that feeling came about. It just did.

It was sunny for a bit, then it hailed, then rained. Then got sunny again. And then rained again. The home team took the lead after about half an hour, and Tennis equalised just before half time. It was an average game. The home team didn’t have ballboys or girls, so the goalie had to go and retrieve wayward shots himself.

Just after half time I got chatting to the guy who contacted me on Twitter. I’d noticed two or three people that could’ve been the person I half-remembered from a thumbnail Twitter avatar, but was a bit too shy to ask any of them if they were the person. Thankfully, he was more outgoing than me, and we had a nice wee chat. Thoroughly pleasant fellow.

In the 76th minute, Tennis scored again. 1-2. And that’s how it ended. Attendance 169. My guess would be half of those were away fans. After the Tennis team had had a wee post-win huddle, they came over to the Tennis fans, applauded them, then walked along the front row and high-fived fans, which I’m fairly sure I’ve never seen before at a football game.

I chatted with a couple of other Tennis fans on the way back to the bus to get the S-Bahn back to Berlin. A very friendly bunch. I’ll be seeing those fans, that team again on Wednesday back at their home stadium.

The Eleven Berlin Teams Project:
Hertha BSC v Eintracht Frankfurt, (25/2/17)
FC Viktoria 1889 Berlin v 1. FC Lokomotive Leipzig (18/3/17)
FC Hertha 03 Zehlendorf v SV Lichtenberg 47, (19/3/17)
Berliner AK 07 v FC Schönberg 95, (22/3/17)
VSG Altglienicke v FC Viktoria 1889 Berlin, (25/3/17)
Berliner FC Dynamo v Hertha BSC II, (29/3/17)
Hertha BSC II v FSV Union Fürstenwalde, (1/4/17)
Charlottenburger FC Hertha 06 v 1. FC Frankfurt, (2/4/17)
1. FC Union Berlin v Erzgebirge Aue, (5/4/17)
SV Lichtenberg 47 v SV Victoria Seelow, (14/4/17)
Tennis Borussia Berlin v FC Hansa Rostock II, (15/4/17)

The Eleven Berlin Teams Project Supplementary Games:
SV Empor Berlin v 1. FC Union Berlin, (23/3/17)
SV Babelsberg 03 v Berliner AK 07, (7/4/17)
SV Babelsberg 03 v Hertha BSC II, (20/4/17)
FC Strausberg v Tennis Borussia Berlin, (23/4/17)

A wee bit of artwork
After the Bundesliga football diamonds last week, I decided to do football diamonds for the Eleven Berlin Teams Project:

And here’s some football-related Minipops. First, Brazilian legend Sócrates. Second, the Lincoln City manager and assistant manager, the Cowley brothers. Third, the starting XI from Lincoln City’s National League title-winning game vs. Macclesfield Town on Saturday. Fourth, Lionel Messi.

The song in my head when I woke up this morning
Green Light by Lorde

On this day
Flamingos through a hole in the window frame, 24 April 2012

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April 24th, 2017 at 11:18 am

3,302: Embedding the week

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Sometimes it snows in April

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Man-sized asparagus

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And this next thing goes to show there’s still a long way to go with women in sport. One moment ESPN Deportes is talking about a women’s team in Mexico, next minute they’re on about who is the hottest Real or Barça girlfriend:

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The song in my head when I woke up this morning
Green Light by Lorde

On this day
Gatito, 23 April 2015

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April 23rd, 2017 at 2:11 am

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3,301: Morning views

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Guten morgen aus die Hauptstadt

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Dearly beloved…

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Previous morning views: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19

The song in my head when I woke up this morning
Home by Joe Goddard

On this day
Really!?, 22 April 2010

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April 22nd, 2017 at 3:40 am

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