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Why this prosperity thing means zilch to gopniki By Dmitriy Babooshka Browse author
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Most of the supporters were really aggressive in their nature. No matter if Spartak scored or missed the ball, they crushed chairs and threw bottles and trash at the police who guarded the field. I bet half of supporters got injuries just by being there. I've never seen so many damaged people in one place ever before. When a pressure wave went through the crowd one more time, a few people fell down and I helped up an old drunk who had an injured leg and a walking stick. But but I didn't get any "thank you". He just pushed me and shouted, "Suck dicks from Red-Whites" (colors of Spartak).

Police didn't have any real control over the crowd of gopniki. I witnessed a situation when an cop wanted to take a drunk Spartak fan away from the tribune but, while shouting "one for all and all for one," a mess of fans beat the shit out of this young lieutenant and threw him back to his troops. No one of from the police even tried to help their comrade. They were scared of more chaos, I suppose.

Nevertheless the game was spectacular. It was 3:4 (Spartak lost!) but still it was a very rare score for Russian football, where they usually get up to 1:0 or 1:1 after 1,5 hours.

The intrigue of the game was that Spartak, the team with the largest army of supporters, was playing at Dynamo stadium. Actually the stadium 80 years old and it seems like it was remonted last just after the end of WWII. When they turned on the field lights at the beginning of the game, the big screen with all scores and players' names shut down and never came back to life again.

When the game was over and Spartak fans were upset with the loss, they began to crush the plastic seats of this veteran stadium, while chanting "where are your chairs!" And then they put all ripped off seats in one big pile and were about to light themm but a fire truck appeared and cut them short.

Dynamo's fans were silent and observed the chair-ripping orgy from the opposite side of the stadium. As the winning side they were allowed to leave the stadium only when Spartak supporters could be evacuated and the place secured by the police and army.

As I've understood from conversations, both sides were preparing for serious fights. Spartak supporters called Dynamo leaders to schedule a time for some "20 against 20" short fights that would take place in a nearby Petrovskiy park after they leave the stadium. I was surprised to find out that both sides were so organized . But still, I couldn't understand the pleasure of this bychiy kaif of beating each other by appointment.

It was a very tough day full of new and unusual experience. Apart from the conclusion that it's much better and safer to watch football from a home TV (at least you have all the repeats of the important moments) I realized that Russia is still far away from the day when the last gopnik becomes history.

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