It is precisely Austria-week at AltraVita and I take the happy occasion for me to even write something about the soul, there is some reasonable sports journalism! As an ordinary blogger, I'll just pleased to take every opportunity to the poor absurdities and stupidities made ​​out and the hair-raising madness , even the quality press to castigate the football coverage. There is still much more to me but a need to be pointed out of the mire of Droege Schnittchenfressergilde outstanding journalistic highlights. For it is not the case that there is no dedicated, unprejudiced, critical and informed journalism is -. It is now just damn hard to find these and one wonders when the majority of the profession has lost his enthusiasm not Despair, help is at hand and, amazingly, is the best football magazine that I know just from Austria: Ballesterer fm .

The Ballesterer fm-authors characterized a critical perspective on the current soccer events. The increasing commercialization as well as the suppression of fans and fan culture from the stadiums to be addressed constantly.

It may be that the wonderful sense of humor and the situation sharpen away from the major football events to look at the absurdities of modern football business, and probably a small circulation helps to free themselves from prejudices, cliches, silly phrases and copying of agency news. Anyway, the book ten times a year It will appear the best thing I've come about football and fan culture in the German market ever.

The magazine has 9 years of service in a critical sports journalism under his belt, even if my boys are only noticed by their refreshing coverage of the last European Championship. Rarely have I laughed when reading the sports such as when reading this relief nationalpomp-free contributions.

And the absolute highlight for me was, of course, as Ballesterer in " In the train of shame was ridiculous, "the European sports journalism: September 2008, Roma against Napoli. While seemingly pluralistic quality media across Europe copied the launched of the police press releases, with horror figures regarding alleged damages outbid each other in spine-tingling details of the bloodthirsty Napoli-Mob enervated, two Ballesterer editors just did their journalistic duty: they were there and wrote down what had really happened rather than to be abused themselves as blind agents of repression. So while football, Spiegel Online, RAI, Gazzetta, Corriere dello Sport Corriere della Sera and what else is there so "quality media" grumbles of thousands of violent Napoli fans reported that boarded without tickets a train to Rome, threw her out all rail passengers and Rome left behind a burned-out train, saw the two accompanying Ballesterer editors none of that. Nothing but a lot of football fans who wanted to go to a derby and the train was detained for hours for no reason at Naples and up to a shattered glass still arrived safely in Rome. No fires, no violence, no displaced passengers, no fare-dodging, no nothing.

After this the Scoop editorial offices were at Ballesterer not silent, and many media picked the story ruefully on - first of RAI , as well as media then the standard - and engaging in a modest mea culpa. A small editorial staff of a 20,000-circulation-sheet once had the same million dollar editorial offices pulled down his underpants and asked the poor work ethic of paid Schnittchenfresserpresse into the spotlight. Even the guys that alone deserves a doubling of subscription numbers.

But beyond such lampante examples, the book is always worth living. Before me lies the April issue and read the rhetorical question: Where else would you find out first hand match reports from Brazil, Israel, Croatia, Portugal, St. Kitts & Nevis? What serious football sermons devoted to the sectors of the Austrian League Away a photo gallery? Is it conceivable that the kicker is dedicated to the fans of Stoke City two sides? Would you get married at a sporting image (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, which give the football world after all, so players like Manchester United star Carlos Tevez? Who else would come up with the idea that the "Rieder Glory Boys" go to the game to Graz and to devote the whole drama 8 pages? An interview with an "official familiar with the scene" about his experiences in the lion's den? Unknown in the South Germans.

Instead of getting upset so bluntly about "the stupid sports press" from white beer-swigging scribblers who were never in a block of fans, each with Bengalo heralds the demise of the West, for it assiduously plays in Italy catenaccio and England Kick & Rush, which the ratio of "Poldi" and "Schweinsteiger" as the holy grail of sports expertise appears and whose service in view of unreflected copying press releases, you can also read Ballesterer fm.

But so is the love of football, its protagonists and associations and the enthusiasm for the beautiful game felt in every issue.

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