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Cologne, a rather big city around 100 km south of Dortmund, with the river Rhine floating its way through the city, dividing it in two seperate parts. Cologne, the city where once a year the big event called Carnival takes place. It is the time of Carnival right now. Wherever you look, people run around in costumes, drinking, celebrating, listening to idiotic music, having a good time. Colognes hymne "mer stonn zu dir" (we stand by your side) can be heard everywhere you go. And yet, the mood is a little cautious, it seems like people know that there is something else in the air. But what could it be? Of course, football-carnival does not take place in Cologne this time. It takes place in another city. A city who could not care less about Carnival. Just any city or town? Of course not. It is the city where all Cologne fans start to groan and to moan as soon as they hear its name. It is the city of that team, they tend to fail against. It is the city of the team against whom they made a fool out of themselves the last time. It is the city of our Borussia. It is the city called Dortmund.