BACKPASS: Oh how good that nobody knows...

CRIME SCENE 2nd Amateur League, Group A : Rumpelstiltskin What for some is the liberating ringing of the school bell, what for some is the ear-pleasing “hiss” of an after-work beer, for Ulten’s Benedikt Mair a corner kick in the last minutes of a game is probably the ultimate feeling of happiness. Then the trained central defender can leave his natural habitat and let off steam as he pleases in the opposing 16s. The fact that he was recently as successful as Hugh Hefner at one of his pajama parties may have surprised him a little.

Twice in the last two weeks his Ultner games seemed to result in a 2-2 draw, twice there was a corner in the very last minutes, twice Mair escaped from his guards, twice he stood where a defender had moved up just has to stand and twice he gave his team victory at the very last second.

Unfortunately, we couldn't find out how Mair celebrated his last-minute goals. But it wouldn't be surprising if, at the end of the game, he lit a campfire in a secluded spot somewhere, laughed maliciously, jumped around it in a hopscotch-like dance and sang out his own version of a well-known children's song: “Oh, how good that nobody knows that I like to score goals – no shit!”

CRIME SCENE Oberliga : One man, one shot, one word Is it the ball? The grass? Even the air? Or perhaps the infamous fan chants of the Curva-Sud? There must be some secret recipe - because the fact that the Obermais players always conjure up a long-range dream goal on the in-house football pitch on the Lahn can't be a coincidence.

Theo Pamer It was the one who made the hearts of enthusiastic football fans beat faster for the first time and lifted the pill from 40 meters into the goal on the first match day so sweetly that when you watch the replay you run the acute risk of becoming diabetics. Dennis Malleier Recently, the ball, also from this impressive distance, heaved into the box so quickly that the contrails are probably still hanging somewhere in the Merano air. But what defense chief Andreas Klotzner last Sunday, that topped it all off.

After a foul in his own half, the defense chief resolutely prepared the equipment, put enough postage on it, quickly scribbled the address of the sports show and sent it by express post from a good 60 (advertised: sixty!) meters as a candidate for the “Goal of the Month", pardon "Goal of the Year" into the Traminer Tor and from there directly into the ARD mailbox. His reaction to this: “You just have to hit it and see that it goes in – this time it went well.” A man, a clear statement! And also a wonderful hit.

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BACKPASS: Oh how good that nobody knows...

Ulten's defense giant Benedikt Mair gives the Rumpelstiltskin, Obermais defense chief Andreas Klotzner the letter franker. The SportNews back pass explains what this is all about.

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