
So I was in Prague this past weekend, which has to be one of the most beautiful cities on the planet. Naturally, I had to go check out the local football action in town, but unfortunately AC Sparta Praha was out of town for the weekend. Still, I managed to locate the stadium’s whereabouts and walked my way out to the north of the city center. While in a much less scenic part of town (what isn’t compared to the Charles Bridge & Co.), AXA Arena is a fun little stadium to check out.
The place was dead, but by giving the security guard three bucks I managed to secure a little tour with one of the stadium employees. Stupidly I forgot a camera, but here’s a picture I came across that should work for the purposes of this entry. A cool place to watch a game, and I liked how small it was (just over 20,000). You can imagine how intimate the atmosphere must be, and I loved how people living in the tall apartments at the end of the stadium could totally just watch the games out their window.
But by far the most entertaining part was when my new acquaintance started pointing out where the important people sat. I don’t remember exactly who it was, but he distinctly pointed to some type of VIP section that sat behind what I thought was a Plexiglas window and said something to the extent of “so no shoot.” I thought he was kidding until he told me to rap my hand against it. Yeppppp, those babies are bulletproof alright – maybe double. Haha, I really wish I knew who sat there now, but that’s a little intense for a permanent fixture in a stadium. Those must be some pretty important people, or at least some extremely disliked ones.