Hamburger SV
or Hamburger Sport-Verein eV to give them their full name, or HSV in short, is
a sports club from Hamburg in northern Germany. The club were formed on the
29th September 1887.
As well as
football the club has sections for baseball, badminton, basketball, bowling, boxing,
cricket, darts, ice hockey, golf, gymnastics, handball and fitness for its
members, though its football department is its foremost occupation.
The club was
originally formed following a merger between Der Hohenfelder Sportclub and
Wandsbek-Marienthaler Sportclub to form Sportclub Germania zu Hamburg. Germania
began playing football from 1891, when six Englishmen with an enthusiasm for
the game joined ranks.
The modern
club came about in 1919 after Germania joined forces with two other clubs in
the city. Hamburger FC had been formed in 1888 and FC Falke Eppendorf in 1906.
The new club took on the city colours of red and white as well blue and black
from Germania playing its games at Sportplatz am Rothenbaum.
HSV quickly
made an impact as they reached the 1922 national final against 1. FC Nurnberg.
The teams could not be divided after two games, although in the replay the
southern side were reduced to seven men after injuries and a sending off.
HSV were
awarded the title, but they handed back after persuasion in the spirit of the
game. No title winner was declared for that year. However, the following season
HSV were not to be denied as Union Oberschöneweide (now 1. FC Union Berlin)
were defeated as the Viktoria Trophy was lifted.
Defeat in
the final came the year after, but Rothosen (Red Shorts) were crowned champions
once more in 1928. During the period of Third Reich rule, HSV were dominant in
Gauliga Nordmark and then Gauliga Hamburg lifting a total of five titles.
After World
War Two, Hamburg were placed in Oberliga Nord, where they became totally
dominant. They were crowned champions in fifteen seasons out sixteen. HSV were
defeated in the national final of 1957 against Borussia Dortmund.
The team
recovered and returned in 1958 where they went down to FC Schalke 04 before
lifting the title in 1960 with a 3-2 win over 1. FC Köln at the Waldstadion in
Frankfurt, with two goals from their biggest hero Uwe Seeler and one from
Charly Dörfel.
The
following season saw HSV in the European Cup for the first time. BSC Young Boys
and Burnley were defeated before FC Barcelona ended their run at the semi-final
stage. A Seeler hat-trick won the DFB Pokal (German Cup) in 1963 against
Borussia Dortmund, with the club becoming one of sixteen founder members of the
Bundesliga.
Hamburg
moved out of town to the 75,000 capacity Volksparkstadion at the same time.
This venue had been rebuilt on the site of the old Bahrenfelder or Altonaer
Stadion partly with materials from Eimsbüttel, a district of Hamburg destroyed
under Allied bombings.
A second
Pokal was added in 1975-76 following a win over 1. FC Kaiserslautern, with a
young Manfred Kaltz in the line up. The following year HSV won the European Cup
Winners Cup after seeing off RSC Anderlecht in the Amsterdam final.
Kevin Keegan
was signed from Liverpool to great effect shortly after, becoming a vital
member of the team crowned Bundesliga champions in 1979 as head coach Branko
Zebec was assisted on the pitch by Felix Magath, Horst Hrubesch as well as
Kaltz and Keegan.
The team
continued on their excellent run, reaching the 1979-80 European Cup Final. Real
Madrid were dumped out in the semi-final before Hamburg returned to the Estadio
Santiago Bernabéu for the final, only to go down 1-0 to Nottingham Forest.
Keegan had moved
on when another league title was added in 1981-82 under head coach Ernst
Happel, as well as ending runners up in the UEFA Cup, when defeated by IFK
Göteborg over two legs.
Hamburg
retained their Bundesliga crown the following season as well as putting right
the wrongs of 1980 by lifting the European Cup, thanks to a Magath goal in the
final against Juventus in Athens. To round off an amazing year, HSV also won
the Intercontinental Cup defeating Grêmio.
A couple of
disappointing seasons followed the stellar 1982-83 campaign. Magath retired
before Happel took the team to a runners-up league position and victory in the
DFB Pokal in the 1986-87 season, with victory in the final coming with a 3-1
win against Stuttgarter Kickers in Berlin’s Olympiastadion.
Happel left
the club at the conclusion of the season to be replaced by Josip Skoblar who
lasted just a few months. Gerd-Volker Schock took over as success at the club
went into decline.
Financial
troubles hit HSV which were resolved by the record sale of Thomas Doll to Lazio
in June 1991. Egon Coordes had a short spell as head coach in 1992 before Benno
Möhlmann’s three years in charge of the side from September 1992 to October
1995 saw three finishes in mid table or below.
Magath
returned as head coach to try and improve matters with the legendary Uwe Seeler
being appointed as President. The appointments heralded an immediate
improvement as HSV finished in fifth place in 1995-96 and a return to European
competition.
However,
Magath was dismissed at the end of the 1996-97 campaign before Frank Pagelsdorf
was put in charge of the side in July 1997. Anthony Yeboah became the latest
fans hero as he banged in the goals during his spell at the club between 1997
and 2001.
The team
finished in third place in 1999-00 as the rebuilt Volksparkstadion was
completed and opened. The following season saw elimination at the first stage
of the Champions League despite a 3-1 away victory to Juventus.
Kurt Jara
arrived as coach in October 2001, taking the team to a League Cup DFB-Ligapokal
success in 2002-03 before being replaced by Klaus Toppmöller in October 2003. Doll
returned as coach in October 2004, taking the team to third place in 2005-06.
However,
their Champions League campaign in 2006-07 was poor and Doll was replaced in
the winter break by Huub Stevens. The Dutchman took HSV to fourth place in
2007-08 before departing to take the PSV Eindhoven job. Martin Jol was named as
the new head coach.
Jol took die
Rothosen to the semi-finals of the UEFA Cup and a fifth place finish before he
opted to take the Ajax coach’s job. Bruno Labbadia stepped in with Hamburg
again reaching the Europa League last four, as the UEFA Cup had been renamed.
Labbadia
departed in April 2010, which was followed by short spells at the helm from Armin
Veh and then Michael Oenning before Thomas Fink was appointed in October 2011.
The new man helped stave off the clubs first ever relegation before a seventh
place in 2012-13 with Heung-min Son the stand out player.
Bert van
Marwijk replaced Fink in September 2013, who lasted just a few months before Mirko
Slomka took over as the managerial merry go round at the Volksparkstadion
continued. HSV avoided relegation by winning their play-off against Greuther
Fürth.
Slomka, Josef
Zinnbauer and a returning Labbadia were all in charge of the team at various stages
of the 2014-15 season. Labbadia was head coach as relegation was staved off
thanks to another play-off victory; this time against Karlsruher SC.
Markus
Gisdol became the latest head coach ten games into 2016-17. He managed to help
his team avoid relegation on the final day of the regular season; but the
warning signs were there that the clubs continuous Bundesliga membership was
being put under severe strain.
Gisdol
lasted until January 2018 when he was succeeded by Bernd Hollerbach. Form didn’t
pick up with Christian Titz being given the task of securing top flight
football. HSV were relegated after a fifty five year Bundesliga spell in May
2018.
Titz was
replaced by Hannes Wolf in October 2018 as the club tried to go straight back
up. A fourth place was not enough at the completion of the 2018-19 season to
either win promotion or keep Wolf his job, as he was fired, with Dieter Hecking
arriving in his place.
Sonny Kittel
was the leading marksman in 2019-20 as HSV chased the promotion spots before they fell away and remarkably lost their vital final game of the season 5-1 at home to Heidenheim.
Hamburger SV will play in 2. Bundesliga in the 2020-21 season.
My visits
Monday 29th October 2012
I was on the final day of four very enjoyable days in Germany, where I'd seen four games and been to twelve clubs. The weather was closing in, but I was keeping warm having had a bit of a rush after a bit of a under estimation of travelling times around the city.
I alighted at Stellingen SBahn station at just after 11.35 wanting to get to the Imtech Arena by midday for a tour around the stadium.
A wide path led me all the way from the station on a long brisk walk of over ten minutes through a park bordering an industrial estate, over Schnackenburgallee and to the arena. In a similar fashion to the Veltins-Arena in Gelsenkirchen it was raised above ground, so it looked enormous.
The perimeter fence was open with signs pointing to the museum. A gent in the service centre pointed me in the correct direction and I was soon at the reception paying Euro 8 for my ticket. I was told that the tour was in German, but Birget the lady guide spoke English.
There was a Manchester City man and his son from England also taking the tour as part of a city break, so between us we managed to understand the areas we were been shown round. Football is an international language and I'd been on enough stadium tours in the past to take most of it in.
We were led to the supporters club area in the Nordtribune before going downstairs and into the actual arena. The stadium was a two tiered all seated bowl all the way around, apart from terracing downstairs in the Nordtribune for league matches and in the Gasteblock for away fans in the far corner.
I chatted with the lad on the desk who regrettably informed me that was nothing left of the original Sportplatz am Rothenbaum. I left and went downstairs with the O2 World indoor arena opposite.
The rain was falling, but my luck was in as the hourly bus arrived within minutes taking me back towards the city, where I took a SBahn train before linking with the UBahn to call once more at Millerntor to get some unexpected photos and to visit the souvenir shop.
HSV had been a fitting end to a superb four days.
A wide path led me all the way from the station on a long brisk walk of over ten minutes through a park bordering an industrial estate, over Schnackenburgallee and to the arena. In a similar fashion to the Veltins-Arena in Gelsenkirchen it was raised above ground, so it looked enormous.
The perimeter fence was open with signs pointing to the museum. A gent in the service centre pointed me in the correct direction and I was soon at the reception paying Euro 8 for my ticket. I was told that the tour was in German, but Birget the lady guide spoke English.
There was a Manchester City man and his son from England also taking the tour as part of a city break, so between us we managed to understand the areas we were been shown round. Football is an international language and I'd been on enough stadium tours in the past to take most of it in.
We were led to the supporters club area in the Nordtribune before going downstairs and into the actual arena. The stadium was a two tiered all seated bowl all the way around, apart from terracing downstairs in the Nordtribune for league matches and in the Gasteblock for away fans in the far corner.
Two tiers of corporate boxes separated the levels on the Osttribune. It was an excellent venue, which was fully adaptable but lacking a little bit of character like so many of the modern venues.
Our tour continued to the changing rooms, press centre and main foyer. Some first team players were arriving for training and we were asked to refrain from taking photos owing to their image rights!
I had a little giggle at one point where the word hooligans was mentioned. A young lad wearing a Dynamo Dresden scarf was with us, and I said "Ja, Dresdener hooligans at St Pauli". He seemed to enjoy it!
Birget certainly knew how to talk, but the tour was fine. We said our goodbyes after about eighty minutes. I went for lunch in the restaurant to refuel before using my ticket to go into the museum.
This was a first class exhibition of souvenirs and memorabilia covering the clubs entire history. There were also some excellent videos to watch as I walked around. It was good to see Kevin Keegan's spell at the club was given plenty of coverage as well the matches with Burnley and Forest, as well as a poster from an early tour by Hartlepool United
I chatted with the lad on the desk who regrettably informed me that was nothing left of the original Sportplatz am Rothenbaum. I left and went downstairs with the O2 World indoor arena opposite.
The rain was falling, but my luck was in as the hourly bus arrived within minutes taking me back towards the city, where I took a SBahn train before linking with the UBahn to call once more at Millerntor to get some unexpected photos and to visit the souvenir shop.
HSV had been a fitting end to a superb four days.
Hamburger SV
2 SV Darmstadt 3 (Saturday 16th March 2019) 2. Bundesliga (att:
54,668)
It was the
last of three very enjoyable days in Hamburg; a city I’d really embraced by
going on a couple of walking tours and enjoying the ample nightlife that the St
Pauli district had to offer. This encounter was to be the highlight of the
visit.
I’d woken in
far better condition than I anticipated as I checked out of the decent Hotel
Stadt Altona and walked along the Reeperbahn. My, how different it looked in
the morning in daylight. That said, a few establishments were already doing a
decent trade.
Grabbing a
coffee, I took the S Bahn from St Pauli to the Central Station to leave my bag
in a left luggage locker and to enjoy some food. There was still just less than
a couple of hours until kick off time, but I decided to head towards the
stadium.
The train
wasn’t as busy as I anticipated, and I got a seat all the way to Stellingen.
Crowds were gathered in the square outside the station getting their fill of
beer and sausage. I had several options but getting to the stadium seemed more
prudent.
With plenty
of time in hand I could have walked, but conscious of keeping some energy I
took a free shuttle bus. My flight wasn’t until 10.30 that evening and I didn’t
want to run out of gas too early.
The driver
seemed to be in good form with his pronouncements down his mic as he took us on
the ten minute journey. He was getting a few chuckles, from the HSV fans who
were still happy from their 4-0 derby day victory over St Pauli the previous
weekend.
The bus
alighted nearest to my required turnstiles, which was very handy; especially
with consideration to the return journey. Usual German efficiency soon had me
through a ticket check and search despite crowds building.
My ticket
had been purchased well in advance for €26 which included posting back to the
UK. A free pocket sized programme was handed out on the slope up to the
concourses. My seat was in the corner above the home terrace and offered a
fantastic view.
Once I’d got
my bearings, I had a wander about for a beer and some food while enjoying the
murals painted by fans groups as well as watching the build up in a supporter’s
area. Everything appeared to be geared to an immediate return to the top
flight.
I took my
seat with half an hour to kick off as the atmosphere built. Some local
musicians were introduced to the crowd and then played on a small hydraulic
stage that was hoisted in front of the most vocal Hamburg fans for them to
perform.
The Volksparkstadion
may receive criticism for its remote location, but they seemed to have
matchdays in good order, from transport, facilities, catering and pre-match
build up. It had certainly got me in the mood as the teams came out for the 1pm
start.
‘Die
Rothosen’ also seemed to be in the mood. Within a minute Khaled Narey’s
dangerous run was unceremoniously ended by Darmstadt skipper Fabian Holland. Douglas
Santos hit the crossbar with the resulting free kick. Pierre-Michel Lasogga
then had a shot deflected over.
From the
resulting corner Santos was brought down. The pressure bore fruit. Berkay Özcan
delivered the free kick for Bakery Jatta to net from seven yards out after just
five minutes. It’s fair to say that the place was jumping.
Darmstadt’s
keeper Daniel Heuer Fernandes was pressed into action to keep out a Narey
effort after he’d been set up by Jatta. The visitors fought back with Marvin
Mehlem seeing his effort deflected behind for a corner.
At the other
end the HSV pace was just too much to cope with. Narey and Özcan combined with
a quick passing move on fifteen minutes. Mathias Wittek connected with Narey
and referee Badstübner awarded a penalty without any hesitation.
Lasogga
smashed home the spot kick. I was celebrating by now, both at the outstanding
football on display and the fact that Hamburg were one of the teams in my
accumulator! The noise increased further with news that St Pauli were getting
thumped at Sandhausen.
Mehlem
countered for Darmstadt but was thwarted by a timely challenge from Scottish
international David Bates. The game began to settle down after its frenetic
opening with the visitors getting into the encounter.
Loanee
player Joevin Jones saw a speculative effort saved by home keeper Julian
Pollersbeck after half an hour. A couple of inebriated home fans offered
amusement as they tried to locate their seats while armed with beers. They were
in a proper mess.
Santos went
on a driving run ten minutes before the interval before seeing his shot blocked
by defender Wittek for a corner. HSV still looked in command as they continued
to force a string of corners. However, Darmstadt held firm to the interval with
the score at 2-0.
Hannes Wolf
would obviously be the happier of the two coaches. However, whatever Dimitrios
Grammozis said to his troops was to have a lasting effect, as seven minutes
after the restart the deficit was halved. Yannick Stark was given too much room
to pick out Mehlem who advanced and slotted past Pollersbeck.
The visitors
began to realise that the game was far from over. The atmosphere changed in the
stand. A right royal punch up went off in the next block to me. The local lads
next to me said that it seemed to be booze related.
On sixty
three minutes Mehlem caused more havoc to the HSV defence as a got to the
byline and pulled back for Serdar Dursun who was kept at bay by Rick van
Drongelen. The game had certainly turned around.
Santos
forced Heuer Fernandes into a save from which he pounced on the ball before
Lewis Holtby had the chance to finish. Stark fired another warning shot across
the bows of the hosts when he saw his shot come back off the post and away from
danger.
Substitute Orel
Mangala went desperately close for Hamburg before the same player pushed Tobias
Kempe in a dangerous position just outside the box. Kempe stepped up and fired
a beautiful free kick which Pollersbeck got a hand to but couldn’t keep out.
My
frustrations joined the regulars. My bet was in jeopardy of going down before
the other games on the coupon had kicked off! There was nine minutes for
Hamburg to grab a winner. Jatta set up Mangala but Heuer Fernandes made a fine
stop.
There were
half chances, but no-one was taking the responsibility to shoot. Jatta held on
too long when there was a real opportunity. Too many short passes and lingering
on the ball allowed the defenders to deal with any problems.
I’d made my
move down the stairs to next to the exit as the game reached its ninety third
and final minute. Dursun headed forward for Darmstadt. The excellent Mehlem
latched onto it, beat two defenders on the run before planting the ball into
the bottom cormer to win the match.
The away
fans in the far corner were going berserk. The mood in my area was exactly the
opposite. Some supporters appeared to be surprisingly phlegmatic; as though
their team were going to win promotion anyway and this was just a blip.
My move paid
dividends as I was on one of the many buses lined up to take us back to the
station in no time. I returned to the main station to grab my bag unsure of
whether to visit a third team game across town.
Instead I
decided to return to the Reeperbahn to have some food and then try out some
bars. I was quite enjoying Friedrich's until a gang of feral young Scots came
in with all of the subtlety of an elephant in china shop, but without the
manners.
David Quelle
was a lovely little traditional bar around the corner showing the live
Bundesliga action. I remained there for one more than I intended before walking
back to see if my favourite Astra Bar had opened for business.
It hadn’t,
so I made do with going back to the 80’s, at least in a musical sense in Käpt´n
Brass. It was time to take the S Bahn back to the airport as news was breaking
from back home that Scarborough Athletic had sacked manager Steve Kittrick.
That kept me
occupied on the phone until my delayed departure flight back to Stansted. I’d
really enjoyed Hamburg and got far more from it than my previous visit, where the
Reeperbahn had slightly intimidated me.
Not even leaving my IPhone on the National Express coach, leading to three days of further adventure and hassle could put a dampener on things. Moin moin!
Not even leaving my IPhone on the National Express coach, leading to three days of further adventure and hassle could put a dampener on things. Moin moin!
Click here to see my video of the pre match build up and HSV's second goal.
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