From the point of view of Hamburger SV, the beginning and end of this cup evening in Dresden can be conveniently described with the same Saxon phrase. This phrase goes back more to the period after the reunification than to the High Middle Ages, it sounds as if even the vernacular sometimes bares its teeth, and if written in German accuracy it can hopefully be understood by Hamburgers and other non-Saxons as well. “S’gladdschd the same, but no applause” is this phrase, and it was the first time after exactly three minutes in the 4: 1 SG Dynamo against a rather ha-es-vauigen HSV. Three dynamos put the no-equal-ball-bearer in his own half imposingly and tied up – and at the point of this access the blades of grass had not yet straightened up again when Yannick Stark already surprisingly finished 1-0.
HSV has 74 percent possession – and twice as often shot on goal
The consequences of this clapping were conclusively summarized by the new Hamburg head coach, Daniel Thioune. He said that normally a higher-class team tries to avoid that very moment, “that you set fire to the opponent and the stadium at the same time”. But that was exactly what his team had immediately succeeded in doing, and it flared immediately. 10 053 and thus the nationwide most spectators of a football game since the establishment of the word hygiene concept were at least crackling from this third minute on, but what is even more astonishing, of course very preliminary, the calorific value of the new team must be assessed by coach Markus Kauczinski.
It felt like ten days ago Dynamo was relegated to the 3rd division, had to deal with the bitter loss of Ralf Minge and the far less bitter resignation of the managing director Michael Born. Above all, however, the club had to cope with such extensive bloodletting that it could also be called a cadre release.
So there was a largely reorganized team on Monday, showing two remarkable qualities for the first, but hopefully not the only time: On the one hand, Dynamo played resolutely and quickly. Newcomer Agyemang Diawusie attracted as if he wanted to unlock a new level with the lactate test, newcomer Robin Becker not only increased the Hamburg catch quota to two in the 16th minute, he also kept those dynamos at zero when he flushed the floor with a floor-level shortly after the break Full-body tackle cleared up, which immediately qualified him to be installed as a sheet pile wall at the next Elbe flood. This is how it went: Access Panagiotis Vlachodimos increased primal violence and cord violence to 3: 0, Sebastian Mai access in stoppage time by penalty to 4: 1.
About this May, born in Dresden and as a returning home captain, Benjamin Kirsten had put it nicely before the game that one could be successful in Dresden “through the second educational path”. If you have seen Mai’s game correctly, then this should be achieved through a certain uncompromisingness at the back and on the way forward with powerful, flat flank balls, which are known in e-popular sports under the key combination R1 plus square.
Nevertheless, Thioune’s mouth and face were right when they expressed a certain residual astonishment after the game. Thioune said that he never had the feeling that the game was gone for his team. In fact, HSV played a lot more passes, of which relatively more were received; he reached 74 percent of possession and shot more than twice as often on goal. But, as Thioune also noted, there was a lack of consequence at HSV, which, according to Markus Kauczinski, the Dresdeners can use even better next Friday when the new season begins in the league. The victory in the cup was, according to Kauczinski, a “brief moment of happiness”; a statement that in Dresden can be regarded as tautological.
On Monday, however, luck stayed a little shorter than usual. Kauczinski had just read a few letters of congratulations on his cell phone (“if we lose, no one ever writes to me”), when almost everyone else in the room was streaming a video which the Dresden-based professional footballer Toni Leistner, who is under contract with HSV, approaches one of the 10 053 spectators in the stadium very energetically. This duel was apparently preceded by mutual threats in the category “S’gladdschd same, but no applause” – and then there actually was applause, but no applause. So Leistner went up to this man and pushed him to the ground rather than pushing him there. That evening he apologized and said that he had been insulted. This man in turn reported later to the portal Tag24 and stated on record that everything was completely different from what Leistner said. All he said was “a bit of abuse”, “common phrases”. The opponents made up again on Tuesday evening. “We talked on the phone and settled the matter with each other,” said Leistner, according to a Twitter message from his club: “Like me, he saw his mistake. I accept his apology, the matter is over between us.” Nobody wanted to overestimate the evening either in Hamburg (Thioune: “will shake us briefly”) and in Dresden anyway. You haven’t understood what height of fall is just because Toni Leistner is holding you down. Fallhöhe is understood when, as a third division team, after winning the cup, you immediately look at the first match day and then, like Markus Kauczinski, say a sentence that you like to hear as the refrain of a sad hit: “I’m not on cloud nine, I’m already near Kaiserslautern. “