Düsseldorf
Remember this flag I brought with me on the move?
I told you I brought it with me because I figured I’d have a use for it. And that I did, yesterday, in Düsseldorf.
Over the summer voyage, I found that Bremen is the German city that most holistically reminds me of St. Louis. During our day there, I saw in the local media that the soccer team in town not long before that signed an 18-year old native St. Louisan by the name of Josh Sargent, grew up in St. Charles County, and he is indeed a rookie on the team this season. He started the season on the club’s kinda-sorta JV squad (U-23), but was just recently called up to the big team.
The way the German Soccer Bundesliga works is the way most countries’ soccer club leagues work, in that every team in the league plays one game at home and one on the road against every other team. The Region here has five teams in the league: Mönchengladbach, Düsseldorf, Leverkusen, Gelsenkirchen, and Dortmund, the latest being the best team in the league so far this year. The Bundesliga is basically a two-team league, Munich and Dortmund, and Munich is having a down year by its standards this season, after having won the league for the last 87 years in a row, so this opens up the door for Dortmund. Incidentally, Leverkusen is where Bayer is based, and Bayer sponsors the team — I wonder if part of the deal is free aspirin for the players for getting headaches because of all the time bouncing soccer balls off their heads.
Furthermore, the second tier soccer league in Germany, called Zweite Bundesliga (“Zweite” = Second), has three teams in the region: Cologne, Duisburg and Bochum. Meaning combining both top and second leagues, there are eight soccer teams, just here in my 10 million population region. Promotion and relegation of teams up and down among tiers and classes of leagues is the device that contributes to some semblance of parity in sports cultures that use that system and within leagues. The United States doesn’t have P&R on the pro level, so back home, what enforces parity is the reverse standings amateur draft, and of course, amateur drafts don’t exist in P&R cultures at all.
Anyway, this means that Bremen is making five trips to The Region this season, to play their one away game against each of the five teams here.
I fully intended to go to one, but it was just a matter of timing: Whether I had something else and more important to do, and whether Sargent was promoted to the big club. Bremen’s game at Dortmund doesn’t happen until May, and Dortmund tickets are really hard to get, being as the team is so good. (Though right now, because some fans are on strike against going to the games because they have a burr up their saddle about Monday night games, for some reason, that’s not so true at the moment.)
All the stars lined up yesterday, for Bremen’s game at Düsseldorf. So I went.
The only X-Factor was whether Sargent would start, and if he didn’t, whether he would get in the game as an in-game substitution.
As luck had it, while the former didn’t happen, the latter did. It was his first playing time in the Bundesliga. Even better, he scored a late game goal in Bremen’s 3-1 win.
When Sargent’s entry into the game was announced, I yelled out “YO JOSH” from where I was sitting, and waved my St. Louis flag. Unfortunately, he didn’t hear me, even though a lot of people around me did. Not a surprise that my voice didn’t make it that far away or down: One thing that became perfectly evident about German professional soccer games is that the crowd is constantly and steadily loud, with only a few breaks of being a little less loud, then getting ear splitting when someone scores a goal. The way I figure, at this game, around 40% of the crowd were Bremen fans, even though it was an away game for them. Then again, it’s not a long haul between one city and another in Germany. That, and Düsseldorf is in last place, so I’m sure their fans were in a ticket-unloading mood — Which is how I was able to score one myself so easily.
Naturally, there was a lot of curiosity about the piece of cloth on a stick I was carrying around. And I anticipated there would be. Lots of people were carrying and waving lots of flags, but Germans don’t get the opportunity to see the flag of the city of St. Louis every day.
While High German is not that morphologically similar to English, some words and phrases are just obvious. Such as an interrogatory directed my way quite a few times during my several hours at the stadium in Düsseldorf:
Was Ist Diese Flagge?
Before going to the game, I pre-loaded the Wikipedia pages for both St. Louis and Sargent into tabs of the browser (Brave) on my sail foam. So that when I was inevitably asked about the flag, all I had to do was pull out my foam and my passport and do a lot of pointing, to make it understood that I was there to show out for the homeboy.
Because he and I have something in common: We’re both St. Louisans trying to make our career bones in Germany.