In 2001 I got ejected from the Arsenal end of the old Bayern ground during the first half of our last second phase group match. I had been heavily on it it with some wonderful Germans in a nearby bar (dedicated to Charlton Athletic of all things) and swapped scarves with one of the aforementioned hun which I wore in the ground. The Polizei assumed that I was one of them and my inability to talk did nothing to persude them of my Englishness and I was thrown out. On a positive note Lyon couldn't beat Spartak and so we qualified for the QFs and we spent the rest of the night is a strip club/brothel with a group of Munich 1860 fans - football eh!!