This is the first match I’ve been able to attend and see Lech Poznań, the Korejorz in action; how nice that they won 2:0.
We left a few minutes before the match was over, just after what turned out to be the final goal. We tried to make a break for the tram before the crowd, but it wasn’t early enough. We able to get on the second tram to come by, but it was for me, a frightening experience. The sea of people, pushing to get in, was something I’ve never experienced before; fortunately, they were a happy crowd.
If I hadn’t been with two big guys, both former football players, I would have never been able to get on the tram. Once inside, a young man was kind enough to offer me one of the few remaining seats, motioning toward the seat and calling me pani (lady). They continued to squeeze people into the tram car until the door wouldn’t be able to shut if they added one more. Woody described it as “pickpocket heaven.” The boisterous group continued to sing songs and jump in unison, bouncing our tram as we headed down the track. I think it’s the tram drivers with the short straws that have to pick up outside the stadium on game day.
Because I know my mother will be reading this, let me say that we will be leaving earlier in the future.
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| Taken from my seat inside the tram – the sea of people waiting to push their way into the next tram |
An accountant by trade and a food blogger since 2009, Lois Britton fell in love with Polish cuisine during the years she lived in Poznań, Poland. As the creator of PolishHousewife.com, she loves connecting readers with traditional Polish recipes. Lois has a graduate certificate in Food Writing and Photography from the University of South Florida. She is the author of The Polish Housewife Cookbook, available on Amazon and on her website.
Kasia
I was just telling somebody the other day that my high school was close to that stadium and for two years my classes were in the afternoon. It was a nightmare when our classes ended around the same time as Lech's game.