It will Always Be Copenhagen

200px-Akademisk_Boldklub_logo.svgAB…one of the looooong list of footballing acronyms in these parts.  Anyone who wants to be taken seriously in these parts needs to complete a University course (free of course over here) in learning your AB from your AaB.  In the top league alone we have AaB, AGF, FCK, FCM, FCN and OB.  Let’s not even get started on KB, B93, B1901 and B1909 all of whom can lay claim to being league champions in these parts at some point.  Tonight is all about Akademisk Boldklub, or the “The Academic Football club”. One would expect the likes of Wenger to one day arrive here, or that there isn’t a boot room rather a library containing works by Jean Paul Sartre, Søren Kierkegaard and Fyodor Dostoyevsky (of course Dostoyevsky).  In fact there are few teams in the world that can claim a Nobel Prize winners as former players but AB can, with nuclear scientist Niels Bohr having played between the sticks on numerous occasions when his atom-busting research allowed.

The club were formed with the intent of giving Danish students a sporting outlet back in 1889.  But they proved they weren’t all brains by winning the Danish title on no less than 9 (nine!) occasions, only bettered by the current foes Brondby IF and FC Copenhagen.  Oh, and KB who of course were part of the merger back in 1991 to create FC Copenhagen.  So they have a fair pedigree although their last title was back in the days when Mrs Robinson was the original MILF, Sergeant Pepper decided wasn’t for him and formed a band and Che Guevara made a fatal mistake by holidaying in Bolivia (that’s 1967 for those who can’t be bothered to look up those events!).  They did of course win the 1999 Danish Super Cup on penalties, beating AaB in the most confusing titled game ever, as if you needed reminding. Continue reading

Double Danish

First impressions can be deceptive, and anyone who views the life of our US correspondent Luge Pravda cannot fail to be impressed by his corner office on Wall Street, apartment in trendy Greenwich Village and stunning wife. Before you utter the words “lucky bugger” let me remind you of the complete lack of opportunities to watch “soccer” he has. Sure there are the New York Red Bulls, who have never actually played in the city or state of New York, instead building a new stadium across the Hudson in New Jersey, but the product there is so scrubbed for the US audience that you still expect them to play in quarters rather than two halves, and stop regularly for time outs.

His only fix with the reality of what is going on in the Premier League normally starts with a 7am visit on a Saturday to Navada Smiths where hundreds of similar starved football-starved ex-pats congregate to watch games back to back from England. This is one of the few benefits of the increased influence TV has on the game – a trip to the pub to watch football can now stretch over 7 hours. Last weekend, with Ben in town they headed down to watch Everton v Man Utd, West Ham v Chelsea before tucking into Burnley v Preston North End, all served up with lashings of Guinness. When they staggered out of the bar into bright sunlight (bars in New York have to have blacked out windows just in case the actions of drinking and watching football offend the moderates) at 2pm they still had a whole afternoon to, er, drink some more. Continue reading

Boldklub and Hedges

Danish football is back….what I hear you say, you didn’t know it had gone?  Well it had been asleep for two months whilst that little tournament took place in South Africa.  The Danes had gone into that tournament like a bloke on a first date – knowing that in all probability he would not get anything at the end of the evening, but on the chance he would it was be disappointing when it reached the next stage.

So consequently most fans simply forgot about their exit at the hands of Japan and re-focused on the Superliga.  Opening weekend saw FCK win (predictable), OB win (predictable) and Brondby lose (becoming more predictable).  The last game of the weekend saw the first game back in the top flight for Lyngby BK, one of the two Superliga teams who play in the northern suburbs of Copenhagen (FC Nordsjaelland are the other just up the road in Farum).  Their visitors were AaB who hail from the northerly city of Aalborg and were champions themselves just a few seasons ago. Continue reading

When does a hobby become an obsession?

What defines an obsession? Is it the same as an addiction? Why do people become kleptomaniacs? I am often asked these questions when people see the lengths I go to to find a game of football to watch. Indeed, if you read some of my blog entries you would think I spend all of my life travelling around Europe watching any football going. Nothing could be further from the truth. I am sure if you ask CMF she would back up the fact that when I am at home I am the perfect father and husband. Or is she just being nice to me when I ask her the question if she minds when I announce another trip. I come from a long line of “collectors”. My father collects records, stamps, first day covers and orders from my mother, whilst she herself has a collection of antique silk hankercheives, thimbles and excuses why their house has not had any viewings since being on the market for the best part of a year. On CMF’s side the whole collection thing has taken over their life and their house. Cherish Teddies, Beenie Bears, F1 replica cars and Swarovski crystal takes over almost every room, as well as their pechance for buying in bulk which often means the upstairs landing is rammed full of toilet rolls (124 on my last visit), boxes of Wheetabix (23 of them) and UHT milk (only 18). So that could partly explain my quest.

I am lucky in a way that I have an opportunity to see games through my work, although contrary to popular belief in the boardroom of a certain company in SE1 I never plan my work trips around football matches. However, I feel it is rude not to take in a game if I am away and there is a match on – I see it as just a good way to learn the local culture as drinking in a bar or even going into language schools. It is also a great way to strike up relationships with new people. Football is a universal language and if you put two football supporting strangers together in a room you would find them striking up a friendship within minutes, that is except a Rangers and a Celtic fan!

As you already know from my previous posts I spend a lot of time in Copenhagen. This is a great thing for a number of reasons. Firstly, it has all of the ingredients for a top football weekend – Passionate locals who enjoy a beer. Secondly, it believes that football is a game for the masses and so it hasn’t sold out yet and thus admission prices are low in comparison to other attendances. Finally, it has a dozen clubs who play within the city limits. Some of these clubs play at the highest level and attract crowds comparable with our Premier League. Further down the Danish football pyramid the structure of the clubs is a bit more complicated as many are part owned by other clubs, such as KB who are essentially FC Copenhagen’s reserve team who play in front of crowds of hundreds despite being in the second division.

Often some of these games in the second and third level of Danish football are played at strange times. This may be due to reasons such as a lack of floodlights, fear of clashing with games on TV or simply because the club owner has a prior commitment later on in the day. When I am due to travel over to Copenhagen I always scan the fixture lists to see if there is a game on. After all, I normally have three or more hours to kill after people leave the office and before my flight leaves. In the summer the Danes head off home about 4pm so they can “spend time with their families”, and in the winter it is when it gets dark, which in mid December is about 3pm. Nice life if you can get it. Prior to my monthly trip in late October I was amazed to see that there was a game starting at 5.30pm in the city. For some inexplicable reason FC Amager, a team who had played in the top flight on a couple of occasions in their short history were playing a local derby against Frem, based less than a couple of miles away in Valby. FC Amager play at a ground that is very common in Denmark – one large covered stand basically dominating an athletics track. As the ground was less than a ten minute bus ride from the office it would have been rude not to have popped down to the stadium for this game.

As an added bonus there was also a chance to slot in the first half of another game in the north of the city at the Gladsaxe Stadium, home of AB Copenhagen who were playing another local derby against Lyngby who less than six months ago were enjoying high profile games versus Brondby and FCK. AB are one of the oldest clubs in football AB had resisted the approaches to become part of the “Copenhagen Superclub” when the local authorities created FC Copenhagen in the early 1990’s. They had themselves played in the Superliga on a couple of occasions but similar to clubs like KB, Hvidovre and FC Amager they could not make the step up needed in the ever growing professional era of European football. It was going to be a tight schedule as I had only one bus that could get me from the stadium to the airport in time for my flight home.

So as you can see this is not an obsession or an addiction. It is simply an opportunist moment – well that is what I keep telling myself! I could see an opportunity at the end of the tunnel to produce the first ever set of guides for travelling fans for the major capital cities in Europe. After all, I am sure I am not unique in my passion for football abroad, or am I?

So I headed off from the office after an early flight on Luton’s finest, and a full day of meetings. Fortunately the 35 bus to the stadium ran directly from outside the office, from the trendy Islands Brygge area of the city down to the airport. Less than ten minutes after leaving work for the day I was deposited outside the ground, the Sundby Idraetspark ready for the big game of the day (well, the only game of the day).

Wednesday 22nd October 2008 – 5.30pm – FC Amager 2 FC Frem 2

The teams troop off at half time

The teams troop off at half time

Amager is the name of the large island on which Kastrup airport is located. It is a flat expanse of land that shelters the main part of the city from the Oresund straights, and Sweden. The locals are very proud of their island and will often think of themselves firstly as Amagerians rather than citizens of Copenhagen. Consequently their club, FC Amager, have a very passionate and local support. The Sundby Idraetspark is located a short bus ride away from the city centre, and close to the university. The club were only actually formed at the start of the season through a merger between BFA and KFB. The plans for the club are very ambitious and they have outlined a 5 year plan that will see them promoted by the start of the 2010/11 season to the top division. The new owner, Todi Jonsson, was one of the most famous players to have come from the Faroe Islands and so it is no real surprise that he plans to import the best young talent from there and blood them in the Danish leagues.

Whilst this was a local derby, the thought of any away supporters making the journey across the harbour was non-existent. Apart from the big two clubs in Denmark, travelling fans are a rarity. Despite Denmark being a small country, some of the distances between clubs is huge and can only really be completed by air. The driving time (and cost of course) of travelling from AaB Aalborg to FC Copenhagen is not conducive to away travel in most instances. However, in the lower leagues there tend to be more local derbies and these two clubs were separated by 1.5 miles as the crow flies according to Google Maps. After eight games both teams were languishing in the lower reaches of the table so on paper they seemed pretty well matched.
I headed out of the office at five on the dot, planning on getting a bus around the corner to the ground. The best laid plans of mice and men, as they say. Despite the fact that five buses served this route, and it was rush hour I sat and waited, and waited and waited some more. With time ticking out until kick off I started to walk. And of course within a minute I was passed by not one, two but three buses. I started walking backwards and saw another bus arriving so I hopped on that one. At last I might actually make kick off. Oh no, less than 100 yards up the road, the bus driver drew up to the curb and turfed everyone off. I have no idea why, and judging by the reaction of the other passengers, this was not an uncommon occurance as they simply went walking off in their various ways.

After a ten minute walk I arrived at the stadium and paid my 90DKR (about £8) to enter the ground about 5 minutes after kick off. First impressions of the stadium were not particularly good. It had one big covered stand that had around a dozen rows of seats and one temporary terrace of four steps on the other side. Behind one goal was a large grass bank where some fans were sitting enjoying the late afternoon sunshine and a beer. There was a small athletics track running around the pitch which didn’t really retract from the viewing positions.

The home fans were mostly sporting the old club colours and looked very much like Crystal Palace fans (the shirts, not the spray paint cans). The game was ebbing and flowing from end to end and it didn’t take long for the home side to take the lead as their captain Jochumesen slotted home from the edge of the penalty area after a smart turn. Five minutes later it was two as he stole in at the near post to head home.

I then realised why this game was being played in the afternoon – there was no floodlights. The stadium had two stands, two scoreboards, a number of bars but no floodlights. I was so engrossed with the lack of facilities that I missed Frem’s goal in the 30th minute. As the half time whistle blew I was on my way out of the ground to get the bus up to Gladsaxe for the next installment in the Copenhagen Collection.

Wednesday 22nd October 2008 – 7.30pm – AB 0 Lyngby 1

The Lyngby fans welcome the team

The Lyngby fans welcome the team

Akademisk Boldklub to give them their full name are actually 120 years old, making them one of the earliest teams formed in the country. They have been crowned champions of the league on nine occasions, although the last of these was in 1967. But they have enjoyed a few seasons at the top table in the last decade and also won the Danish Cup in 1999, and finished third in the Super Liga. They were relegated in 2004 and since have struggled to challenge for the promotion places again, although this season they have started well and came into this game in 2nd place. The opponents for this game Lyngby had been in the Super Liga up until last May when they were relegated after just one season.

For once it was really easy to transverse the city from one ground to another. The express bus line 250S ran from close to Sundby Idraetspark all the way through the centre of the city and out the other side to Gladsaxe in less than 30 minutes. I was concerned after reading AB’s website that they may have been expecting a big crowd and Lyngby are based no more than 2 miles from the stadium. I had seen them play earlier in the year at home to Brondby and their fans had certainly been passionate and many in number, so I was expecting a fair few to have travelled.

With just 15 minutes to kick off I headed into the stadium after paying my 75DKR and climbed up a steep grass bank to the back of the terraces. The Gladsaxe Idraetspark had been redeveloped into a football only area around ten years ago with a vision that it would host regular sell out’s in the Super Liga. It is certainly a smart stadium with one large two tiered stand, and a single tiered covered one opposite. Behind each goal were ten or so steps of terracing, which were open to the elements. It turned out as more and more fans arrived and began standing beside me that I had actually boughtt a place on the Lyngby fans terrace. Queue the teams coming out and I was engulfed by smoke from flares and flag waving, swiftly followed by a shower of toilet rolls in a scene not seen in England since the late 1980’s. The small group of home fans, located as far away in the main stand as possible from the away fans tried to generate some noise but failed miserabely. The away fans then launched into their renditions of classic terrace songs including “You’re goonna get you foookng head kicked in”, “We are Lyngby, no one likes us and we can’t care” plus finally “We are Lyngby, super Lyngby, we are Lyngby, from Lyngby”.

The game itself was very bland. The first half passed without incident, apart from an incident on 20 minutes when AB appeared to have broken the deadlock with a deflected effort that was rolling into an empty net before their centre forward, in an offside position went after glory and was flagged offside.

So another productive day in Denmark, which is more than I can say about our work network that had miserably failed again, plunging me into the dark ages with no email or Blackberry connection. Just how did we used to cope in the old days of analogue mobiles!


About the Sundby Idraetspark
The stadium is essentially a small athletics ground with a 4 lane running track and other track and field facilities. The main stand runs down the south side of the pitch and has around a dozen rows of seats. Whilst the front row is a few feet above pitch level the view is partly obscured by people walking backwards and forwards to the refreshment bars at either end. This stand is fully covered, unlike the small wooden terrace on the opposite side. Behind the east end is a grassy knoll where fans congregate in the summer months, and picnic. The stadium does not have floodlights, and it is also possible to watch the game from outside the fences through the trees.

Who Plays There?
The stadium is now home to FC Amager who were formed in July 2008 through a merger of local clubs including the previous tenants Fremand. The club is owned by a wealthy Faroe Islander who aims to have them playing in the top division within five years.

How to Get There?
The stadium is located close to the city centre, but not walk able. There is a metro stop at Universiteet which is a 10 minute walk to the west of the stadium opposite AmagerFaelled. The easiest way to reach the stadium is via the 35 bus which stops directly outside the entrance on Irlandsvej on its way from the airport to Islands Brygge (or vice verca) where you can get the metro in the city centre. Bus fare from either is 20DKR and can be bought from the driver.

How to Get a Ticket?
Average attendances rarely break the four figure number in the second division of Danish football, unless the home team draws one of the big two in a cup, so expect to turn up before kick off and pay your 90DKR to gain entry and a programme. The turnstiles are located in Englandsvej and Irlandsvej, either side of Sundbyplats.

About the Gladsaxe Idraetspark
The Gladsaxe was originally built as an athetics stadium to provide sporting facilities for the nearby housing estates. However, the local government as part of their ambitious plans to put Copenhagen football on the map decided to invest heavily in the stadium and completely redeveloped it as a football only stadium. Today this means that the old single tier covered stand has been joined by a smart two tier structure opposite. At either end of the stadium are open terraces with very steep steps meaning that the views are excellent. There are plenty of places to get grilled sausages and beer around the stadium. Entry is through the gates in the south east (home fans) and south west (away) corners. If the weather is nice then head for the upper tier of the east stand where you can enjoy the sunshine, watch the planes on their way into Kastrup and enjoy a great view of the action.

Who Plays There?
The green and whites of AB are one of the oldest clubs in Denmark, having been formed in 1888. They resisted the advances from FCK in the early 1990s to become part of the new “super club” and instead enjoyed some great seasons in the top division, including two consecutive third place finishes and a Danish Cup win in 1999 that enabled them to enter the UEFA Cup where they lasted just 2 games.

After relegation back into the second tier of Danish football a few seasons ago it has been a hard slog to try and get back to the Super Liga.

How to Get There?
The stadium is located in the northern suburbs of the city, close to the E47 motorway and the industrial estate of Gladsaxe. There isn’t really a train or metro station within walking distance so the best way to reach the ground is by bus. Bus numbers 68 and 250S run from Radhuspladsen opposite Tivoli on a regular basis, and also stop at Forum for the Metro. The express 250S takes around 20 minutes from the city centre to the stadium, whilst bus 68 takes ten minutes more.

How to Get a Ticket?
Whilst they may have a nice football only stadium, locals still haven’t taken the club to heart and so expect a core home following of no more than a 1,000 spread across the two covered stands. Therefore pre-purchase is not something you need to worry about when you are planning to attend a game here. Admission is 75DKR and Gate 2 in the south west corner is for entry onto the away fans terrace. All other gates are for home fans to enter the seated areas.

A cheeky Carlsburg in the Sun

Two weeks in April and London saw the heaviest snowfall it had had for years…IN APRIL, AFTER EASTER, IN APRIL! Two weeks later it hit the highs of 17 degrees – for one day. The following day I travelled out to Copenhagen for the day to shore up the budgets for 2008/09 weel ahead of deadline day, and thus earn lots of respect for being the “most organised manager in the company”…and the sun was shining from the very moment Luton’s finest touched down in Denmark. And when the sun shines in Copenhagen, all of the beautiful people come out of their winter hibernation, shed their clothes and inhibitions and simply enjoy life. Unbelieveably my trip tied in with a game in the capital – wow I hear you say, what co-incidence. Well, yes I am sure some of you dear readers may think that but I work long and hard and so I should have a bit of downtime while I am away.

With the season drawing to a close, games are shoehorned into whatever dates are available, and with IF Brondby now in the Danish Cup Final the local derby versus Lyngby needed re-arranging and it just so happened that it was arranged for the same day I was due to be in Copenhagen. The good news was that it was an early kick off at 6pm but the bad news was that as I was on a in and outer (return on same day trip) I would have to miss the last 30 minutes of the game, but that was acceptable, after all it was a game featuring the Danish version of Derby County, and based on what I had seen at the weekend when the rams had sent 33,000 West Ham fans to sleep at Upton Park I was sure I wouldn’t miss much.

So I sneaked out of the office at 5pm on the dot and headed north on the driverless metro (does this mean the prospect of strikes are removed?)to Norreport where I changed onto the commuter lines. Rush hour in Denmark is as chaotic as any city in the world. The city centre is small, and most people live within a 20 minute commute meaning that trains are frequent, but full. I managed to squeeze on the E S-Tog northwards, and after 10 minutes and a few stops the train emptied out a bit. The train then passed through the Hellerup region, which based on the size of the houses (think Bishops Avenue in Hampstead) is where the big bacons hang out. It is also the home to the Tuborg brewery, which is being converted into some exclusive flats and apartments on the water front. 15 minutes later and the train pulled in Lyngby station. There are other ways to get here – notably the “local loop” which runs close to the stadium. I looked at Google maps before I left the office and saw how rural this line looked – grass growing in the tracks, nobody waiting at the stations, so chose to head for the main line station. With three options available – walk (30 minutes perhaps), bus (not sure where to go or which one) and a taxi (simple and available) I chose the expensive but easy option. Interestingly enough the taxi had to wait at the level crossing with the local loop line as a single coach train trundled by on a single track line – good choice Mr Fuller! The taxi took less than 5 minutes and cost less than £10 which is a miracle in this city.

With ten minutes to kick off most of the crowd seemed to be inside already. In fact for a few moments as I walked around the stadium and couldn’t find an entrance I was hit with the fear that I might not get into a game – something that has never happened to me in nearly 10 years of travelling abroad to watch football. However, a kindly policeman – with a fierce dog pointed me in the direction of a couple of blokes sitting at a table in the middle of a training pitch like some left overs from a summer fayre. They sold me a ticket for 175DKK – possibly the most expensive ticket that I have ever bought in the country, but it did allow me to enter through the totty gate – three of the best looking stewards in world football manning the gate was worth at least 5DKK alone! I was also issued with a free programme – the kind of deal that some of my travellers from Istanbul would have killed for!

The stadium was a typical Danish lower league affair – a municipal stadium meaning it had an annoying athletics track which does nothing but to hamper the view. The rest of the stadium was quite unique and gave the arena a homely feel. Behind each goal were steep grass banks with a few rows of concrete steps. These had filled up with fans drinking beer and enjoying the sunshine as if they were at a concert or simply enjoying a Sunday afternoon in the park. In one corner was a clubhouse which had a large balcony full of fans like some modern day Craven Cottage. The main stand was simply a steep few rows of terrace with a roof, but home to the Lyngby fans. Opposite the main stand was a smaller stand which was full with Brondby fans singing their English songs (“You’re not singing anymore” was a favourite, despite the fact the home fans were singing!). The ground had been split down the middle with the Brondby fans out numbering the home fans by 2 to 1. They certainly kept up the tempo during the open exchanges. It was also a good opportunity to see Brondby’s strange chocolate brown and sky blue kit – not a combination of colours you would normally put together but in this instance it worked well.

Lyngby haven’t spent many seasons in the top division but are one of the most historic teams in Denmark. Coming from a country that has a history of creating teams simply as money making machines such as FCK in the late 1980’s it is a proud record, and their championship winning season last year was one of the highlights from recent seasons. They were actually the most feared team in Denmark during the 1980’s when they won two titles, four Runners Up spots and three Danish Cups. It all went wrong for them in 2003 when they went bankrupt and had to drop down to the amatuer leagues. Their rise back to the top has been fast to say the least – in just four seasons they achieved four promotions, cumulating in the 2nd Division championship last season. However, this season not much has gone their way as they had only picked up 12 points, and relegation was assured as early as March. But they still had pride to play for, and a local derby was never going to be a boring game.

So I settled down, beer and Danish sausage captured, sunshine warming my face and watched a cracking game that saw the lead change hands on four occasions before the final whistle and a 2-2 draw. Lyngby certainly didn’t play as if they were dead and buried and if it wasn’t for some inspired goalkeeping then they could have been 3 or 4 up by halftime. All of the crowd seemed to revel in the sunshine, some more so than others as on a walk around the stadium to the gents you had to step over a few prone snoozing fans (I should invite them to Upton Park – they would be at home there!). For £17 it may have been on the expensive side for a football match but it was the perfect end to a busy day and certainly one for the groundhoppers.

About the Lyngby Stadion
As with many other stadiums in Denmark, the Lyngby Stadion is part owned by the local council and is thus classed as a municipal stadium. In other words it has an athletics track meaning that the view from many parts is not particularly good. You do however get a real homely feel from the stadium – perhaps due to the club house in the corner of the ground that is packed to the rafters during a game with spectators hanging from the balcony.

The stadium has two steep grass banks behind each goal, which do have a few rows of concrete steps. In the late spring / early summer these grass banks form impromptu picnics and there is a real relaxed feel. Depending on who the opposition will depend on the away allocation. If IF Brondby of FCK are visiting then expect half of the stadium to be given to the away fans. They are allocated the smaller stand that runs down the side of the pitch, with the home fans in the main covered stands. In each corner you will find temporary bars and sausage grills.

Programmes are handed out free as you enter the stadium, and there is a temporary shop (well clothes rail) that is pulled along the side of the pitch during the game if you feel a need to purchase a scarf at the height of excitement in the game.

Who plays there?
When Lyngby Boldklub won the Danish 2nd division last season they were promoted to the Superliga for the first time in a number of years, meaning that Copenhagen had 4 teams in the top league for the first time in over a decade. However, this status seems to be shortlived as the club have found life at the top level difficult and were relegated with games to spare in April 2008.

The club have actually won the Danish Championship on a couple of occasions – most recently in 1992 which was the end of a period of sustained success for the club when they won three Danish Cups in the 1980’s as well as their first title in 1983. In the period from 1981 until 1991 they only finished outside the top 3 on one occasion. Everything went wrong for the club in 2001 when they were made bankrupted and were relegated to amateur leagues, reforming as Lyngby Boldklub. In less than 3 seasons they had risen back to the 2nd Division and after a period of rebuilding they pushed on to the top division in 2007.

The club has had a number of famous players including Henrik Larson, Dennis Rommedahl and Marcus Allback and is reknowned still for its youth academies which unfortunately end up seeing young payer leave for FCK or IF Brondby.

How to get there
The stadium is located in the north of Copenhagen in the suburb of Lyngby. The easiest way to reach the area is via S-Tog from Norreport (which is the interchange for both metro lines) via lines B or E. The latter runs fast from Hellerup meaning that the journey time from the city centre is 15 minutes, and costs 50DKK. When you exit the station you can catch bus 182 from directly outside the entrance to the stadium (journey time 10 minutes and 20DKK), get a taxi (10 minutes and 60DKK) or walk if the weather is nice which takes 20 minutes.

Getting a ticket
Crowds in Danish football are not known to be too high, and for most games buying tickets in advanced for Lyngby is not necessary. The games that do tend to sell out are the ones versus local rivals FC Kobenhavn and occasionally IF Brondby. With relegation on the cards again in 2008 then the biggest games will be versus Hvidovre and AB. Tickets on the day of the game can be purchased from the turnstiles at either end of the stadium for 110DKK, or 175DKK for games versus the big two. Alternatively you can book tickets online at and then arrange to pick them up from a number of places in the city centre.