There is a story from Pflaumloch, where the old friends of FC Bayern come from.
In the main role Gerd Müller, the great striker who died last Sunday.
There, a few kilometers from his Bavarian hometown Nördlingen, he and his teammates from Munich put on shoes and jerseys for a friendly match.
When it was almost over, it was said in the Süddeutsche Zeitung, Franz Beckenbauer was seen suspiciously close to the sideline in order to be able to flee from fans with autographs in the team bus after the final whistle.
Beckenbauer, on the other hand, must have spotted Müller at that moment, who was also tumbling through the penalty area in the 89th minute of a friendly against FC Pflaumloch and only thought of one thing: the next goal.
So this story from Pflaumloch with the main actor Gerd Müller stands for the nice thing about the game, despite everything that went wrong back then (reading tip: “Gerd Müller or how big money got into football” by Hans Woller): There was no goal that he wanted to do without.
There wasn't a goal he was ashamed of.