It is precisely Austria-week at altravita and I'll take the happy occasion to me time to write something about the soul: There is still a reasonable sports journalism! As an ordinary blogger, I suppose so happy every opportunity to castigate the poor absurdities or follies identified, and the hair-raising frenzy, even the quality press of football coverage. A lot more but it gives me a need to point out from the morass of sound rather unimpressive slice eaters Guild outstanding journalistic highlights. For it is not as if there is no dedicated, unbiased, critical and informed journalism is - it is now the only damn hard to find these and one wonders when the bulk of the profession has lost its enthusiasm. Despair not, help is at hand and, amazingly, is the best way I know football magazine calculated from Austria: Ballesterer fm.

The Ballesterer fm authors characterized a critical perspective on the current football events. Both the increasing commercialization as well as the curbing of fans and fan culture from the stadiums are continually addressed.

It may be that the wonderful sense of humor and the location off the major football events to sharpen the view of the absurdities of modern football business, and presumably also a low circulation helps to differentiate free from prejudices, clichés, phrases and silly copying of agency news. At least that is ten times a year erscheindende issue the best thing that has me staying on football and fan culture in the German market ever.

The magazine has been 9 years in the service of critical sports journalism on his back, even if the guys noticed me only after refreshing its coverage of the last European Championship. Rarely have I laughed when reading the sports just as you read this relief nationalpomp-free contributions.

And the absolute highlight for me was, of course, as Ballesterer in "On the train of shame" to the European sports journalism ridiculous: September 2008, Roma v Napoli. While the apparently pluralistic quality media across Europe launched by the police wrote off the press, with horror figures regarding alleged damage to outbid each other in goose bumps, and details about the bloodthirsty mob Napoli unnerved, did two Ballesterer editors simply their journalistic duty: they were there and wrote down what had really happened instead of letting a blind eye to abuse as agents of repression. Thus, while kicker, Spiegel-Online, RAI, Gazzetta, Corriere dello Sport, Corriere della Sera and various other things like that "quality media" abuses of thousands of reported violent Napoli fans who boarded a train without a ticket to Rome, purging all rail passengers and Rome left a burned-out train, saw the two accompanying Ballesterer editors none of these. Nothing but a lot of football fans who wanted to go to Derby and the train was detained for hours for no reason at Naples, and up to a shattered glass still intact arrived in Rome. No fires, no violence, no displaced passengers, no dodging, no nothing.

After this, the Scoop editorial offices were at Ballesterer not stand still, and many media took the story to regretfully - RAI's first and foremost, followed by the media as well as the standard - and engaging in a muted mea culpa. A small editor of a 20,000-circulation-sheet once had just pulled down the editorial offices of the multi-million dollar pants and the poor work ethic of the paid-eaters slices placed in the press spotlight. Even the guys that alone deserves a doubling of the subscription numbers.

But beyond such lampante examples, the magazine is always worth living. Before me April is output, and are the rhetorical questions: Where else would you see first hand match reports from Brazil, Israel, Croatia, Portugal and St Kitts & Nevis? What serious football Sermons devotes Auswärtssektoren the Austrian league a photo essay? Is it possible that the kicker and the fans of Stoke City, devotes two pages? Would you dare to sport a picture (for now) 21-part series on "Football under the swastika"? If you have 4 pages at Spiegel Online place for a superb report on the Argentine "Poteros" the ghetto football fields, where the soccer world after all, owes so players like Manchester United ace Carlos Tevez? Who would otherwise come up with the idea to go with the "Rieder Glory Boys" to the game in Graz and to devote 8 pages to the whole drama? An interview with a "Spotters" about his experiences in the lion's den? In the Süddeutsche unknown.

Rather than get upset so bluntly about "the stupid sports press" from weißbier-swigging scribblers who were never a fan block, where each Bengalo heralding the decline of the West, for which they assiduously catenaccio in Italy and plays in England Tables, which the ratio of "Poldi" and "Schweini" as the holy grail of sports expertise appears and whose service is considered in the unreflective copying of press releases, you can also read Ballesterer fm.

But as is the love of football, its protagonists and clubs and the enthusiasm for the beautiful game in every issue significantly.

Indeed. Click here for a subscription. From under the shower!