Here's the short story of the trip made by Szasza, Beka and me:
We left Budapest with Szasza in the early afternoon on Saturday, and landed in Bergamo shortly before 3 pm. We jumped on the shuttle bus and got to Milano in about an hour. Our only problem was that we only knew the adress of the hotel and so it took us about an hour to find it, with the help of a very friendly local guy.
We arrived at the hotel around 5 pm, met Beka who was already there with his friend Chris. After a short rest we set off to the Duomo, where we met Ken and picked up the tickets and had dinner afterwards. Then we went back to the hotel and since we needed to get up in time to get to the stadio, we went to bed after preparing our stendardo.
The next morning we got up early, had breakfast and left the hotel before 11 am to get to Meazza before the gates are opened at noon. Since the weather was nice we chose to walk, getting there in about a half an hour. Some 20 minutes after we arrived, the gates were opened and we entered the stadio.
On the way to the stadio
Tifosi at the gates
It was very early, so we bought some Curva material (I picked up a BOYS scarf and baseball cap) and found us a nice place in the section of the IMBASTISCI group, above BOYS.
We settled down in the sunshine (it was really warm) and watched the little Pulcini kids play. It must have been a fantastic experience for them, the Curva was almost full and they were greeted with some nice chanting.
Various flags, stendardi and the warm-up
We got our little plastic whistles ready as the teams came out for the warm-up. The minute pignaldo showed his fat face to the public, there was no stopping in deafening whistling and abusive chants until they left the field. Our boys got a nice greeting, but surprisingly the Curva only sang for Materazzi in person.
Video: Pazza Inter after warm-up
As we prepared our coreo we put our stendardo away. A lot of ultras were impressed with it, they came up, took pictures of us and really appreciated that we came from Hungary for the game and made a stendardo for the occasion.
The capos were really preoccupied with organizing the coreo, and we started to display it as the teams came on. Some people in the 3rd tier apparentyl phucked up, the capos were screaming at them like hell, but apparently they corrected the mistake and the coreo was a huge success. Here I drawed our position on the coreo:
The atmosphere was fantastic throughout the game, in the 1st half we insulted pignaldo for the most of the time. His goal and his celebration just made us more angry, but now the objective has changed, afterwards chants were like 80% for the team, 20 % vs pignaldo.
Video: Part of the game
The second half began with another very nice coreo, we were waving the small blue flags on the left of the banner. Confidence in the Curva was growing as we saw the boys attacking bbilan fiercely at the beginning, then Cruz really set the tone for the 2nd half with his goal. His backheel move was fantastic, too bad he missed by a bit. Although we were into the last 15 minutes we were still confident of winning the game since we hardly gave bbilan a sniff. Then came the aggressive play of Cruz, his intelligent pass and Ibra's clinical shot which sent the Curva and the Meazza into raptures. We couldn't stay on our feet, everyone went crazy, it was a fantastic moment!
When the final whistle blew, we were screaming and clapping, and insulting bbilanisti, who apparently sat out the game in silence protesting against uncle fester & co. Apart from the "usual" chants (Milanista pezzo di merda, Milano siamo noi, Chi non salta rossonero eh eh) we sang "Vinceremo, vinceremo, vinceremo tricolor" (~We'll win the tricolor aka scudetto badge). We stayed for like 30 mins in curva, lifting our stendardo again. Then we left the stadio, Beka met some of his ex-schoolmates in the parking lot, we drank a beer to celebrate the win and then moved to the exit of the huge garage underneath Meazza, from where players exit.
Video: Final whistle
Joy at the final whistle:
In case you didn't know the score
Beka, me and Szasza outside Meazza:
Our players were naturally very happy, everyone at least slowed down, sounded the horn and wawed to the like 200 tifosi gathered there, whilst bbilanisti drove away as fast as possible among verbal insults and "international signs" . uncle fester fled in the team bus, pirlo got away in a taxi etc.
Some of our players were really friendly, Ibra pulled the window down and wawed to us, but f.e. Dacourt and Julio Cesar stopped and pulled the window down. Police tried to hold us back but we ran to their cars, everyone trying to congratulate them with a hug, handshake, people were trying to take close-up pictures and asked for autograms. Matrix was driven away by his wife in the family car. He didn't stop since he had his little kid sleeping in his arms but he winked and waved as well.
Finally came Moratti, with a driver in his Jaguar, and I must tell you, he's a great guy. He stopped for a long time, pulled the windows down and shook hands and had a few words with everyone. He stood there for minutes and then finally drove away. I had the chance to tell him "Saluti da Ungheria" through the window, he heard it and nodded in appreciation.
I managed to take pictures of JC and Moratti:
Since it seemed there was no one left inside, we headed back to our hotel on foot, taking some pics of the stadio and graffitis along the way. It was almost 8 pm when we got back, so we had some fast-food dinner, and watched as merda game with a couple of drinks.
On Monday we woke up and picked up copies of Gazzetta, then after breakfast checked out and left the hotel. We went to Central Station, put our luggage in the deposit and bought our shuttle bus tickets, then (the weather was still very nice) walked around Duomo, had lunch. After lunch we bid farewell to Beka, whose plane was leaving earlier, then Szasza & me went to Meazza again cuz I wanted to buy my dad the official Inter tie. We walked around the stadio, watched the construction workers take over the place again, then finally went back to Centrale, hopped on the bus to Bergamo and left Italy around 9 p.m.
We'll be back next year!
Here, you can download all my pictures (about 50 in original quality) and the 3 videos in .rar: