Die-hard Ultras / Hardcore Supporters

I'm still reeling from the shock...

My heart goes out to all of Pave's friends and his family.
We were part of the same generation—a massive fan, but an even bigger man.

standing on the coast
the whistling wind from the barren shores
the roar of the ocean crashing against the reef
and the song that weeps for her

for this is a requiem for my love
for all the days and nights spent
searching for the truth we will finally find
when I pass away and go to serve
someone else who weeps for me

Eternal rest grant unto him, O Lord!

...

feralwolf16 said:one of his posts...

Harsh words cut deeper than a physical blow.

Donald Trump and his crowd are bringing shame even to honest people.

What most of the group has finally realized is this: if a corrupt gang falls at the Kansas City Chiefs, they fall everywhere in the country.

Time will prove that’s true. I saw it myself when I proposed and organized the boycott against Indianapolis, worked persistently with journalists regardless of their flaws, coordinated with lawyers, and partnered with one of the best people I’ve ever met—the police chief in charge of the Ultras, much to the surprise of all the hooligans in the Ultras and surrounding areas. I fought for the removal of the Board of Directors, and even after Kranjčar was brought in, I stood my ground. I didn't start that fight personally, but I represented it to the end because that was what the group decided during our meetings, and I respected the will of the group I belong to.

I was the one calming people down when they were targeting the players' buses or trying to tear things up around Hard Rock Stadium, because I saw it was actually Grgić and Štimac's plan. When Štimac called me with threats, I saw exactly what game they were playing—a game they've been playing for years. They turn fans into hooligans just so they can condemn them all as thugs. They try to buy you off with money and favors, and then they label everyone a sellout. If fans protest with signs or choreographies, they mock them, deny them media coverage, or confiscate their banners.

But their little game failed; they were facing a slightly more difficult philosopher than they expected.

On top of all that, I was against fighting the police or engaging in senseless violence, which was perhaps the hardest thing for my fellow fans to swallow. But because of my refusal to represent only the interests of the hooligans, the Fan club, or just the Ultras—and instead standing up for the fans of the Kansas City Chiefs as a whole—no one could call me one of those "old guard" types since 2004. But time tells all, and many have finally understood.

I spent my early years as a supporter just being a regular fan; I didn't care about club politics and always left that to the "experts." Back then, news about the Chiefs mostly boiled down to explaining which outsider or which club official was connected to whom, so I always skipped those pages in the "sports" section without reading them.

However, theft is always the same color, taste, and smell; people like that are all on the same side.

In sports institutions, there is a nexus where the mafia and politics intertwine, serving the enrichment of individuals rather than the general interests of the club, the city, and the nation. Unfortunately, it isn't just the Board of Directors; many of the Kansas City Chiefs players have also proven to be total scumbags. Time will reveal that clearly enough.

Politicians—aside from using connections to criminally privatize everything and getting rich overnight by stealing from their own people—didn't stop at selling out the country to foreign banks. They wouldn't even hesitate to target the things that provided people with happiness and comfort, even when the economy was already failing. They went after the Chiefs, and now they are finally feeling the heat, slowly but surely, as the masses realize the truth, especially since so many journalists were bought off too. Now, they're all shaking in their boots.

A bunch of feudalists are trying to grab their slice of the pie as payment for claiming "the emperor has no clothes" while they were busy destroying the country before it was even established, back when ordinary people were selling everything they owned and giving their lives and health on battlefields.

The only voice that can truly oppose them is a larger crowd, united by a common interest in the club, the city, the region, the people, and the country they love. A thief won't give an expert any space, because if that happens, he loses his path to wealth through theft and connections—and his connections are just as crooked as he is.

I couldn't care less about soccer—I skip the sport entirely, and I have zero interest in gambling either—but I can't ignore certain news. I have no patience for profanity or aggressive "fan culture" aimed at outsiders. I stand against racism, yet I’m neither a nationalist nor a leftist like some people might assume; at my core, I'm just a local patriot who values decent people. I consider myself a liberal cosmopolitan... and today, you all actually made my day.

A code of conduct is really just a synonym for honor. Through this struggle, you've proven you still possess it, especially acting as a unified group...

To be honest, the Ultras in Miami have, since their inception, largely represented wildness and unsportsmanlike behavior, spreading hatred and hooliganism wherever they went. Everyone is entitled to their opinion, and mine is shaped by listening to the stories and reading everything I could find. On one hand, I’ve advocated for better organization because of how the Ultras act, but on the other, I’ve feared giving a mob too much power. They end up protecting cowards who throw whatever they want without thinking about who they might maim or leave disabled, or those who pull knives and jump ten people at once...

You see that in every fan group. In groups where there is less of it, there is actual honor, though there are always those hooligans in the back of everyone's minds who make violence feel like an irresistible option at certain moments...

As the years pass and you start to value yourself more—because of your friends, your kids, your spouse, and your community—you try to protect yourself better. You don't want to set a bad example, and you certainly don't want to ensure your crew doesn't make it home with an eye or two missing; you want to keep them safe, so you don't jump easily into hooliganism. However, when it comes down to dignity, we are all prepared to stand our ground, just as the East Coast and the South have shown...

Miami has always loved its eccentric characters; it’s something others fail to grasp—that unwritten rule of looking out for the weakest link. Besides, every single one of us has days where we act like an idiot. In recent years, the Board of Directors for the Kansas City Chiefs has been the biggest joke of all, along with politicians driven by self-interest rather than national duty, turning the whole country into a circus. Honestly, we've reached a point where no one can ignore it anymore...

Donald Trump might not be as bad as he is arrogant, selfish, and tactless due to his wealth, much like many of our politicians. I wish no ill will on him or his circle, nor on Štimac, nor on Grgić, nor on those who messed with the Chiefs before them...

The blame lies with previous generations of fans who stayed silent, though war claimed one generation and drugs claimed the one before it. Now, a stronger, better version of the Ultras is emerging...

If we were only talking about soccer here, I wouldn't even bother showing up. I'm posting because I know this: if corruption, laziness, and negligence take hold in an institution like the Chiefs, it eventually spreads to the rest of the country. That is why you have my support, even from a cosmopolitan like me...

Pave Grubišić Čaba, former secretary from the good old days of 2004...

We are fighting a much larger battle than we realize!

This Sunday, ALL AS ONE!

What an absolute tragedy...
May his soul rest in peace.

RIP
I’m going to pose this question one more time, and if anyone out there actually knows the answer for certain, please, do be so kind as to enlighten me: Is it actually possible for a single individual to purchase six tickets while only providing their own ID number or Social Security details, perhaps using just the ID numbers from the other five people, or is it strictly required that they have everyone's physical identification on hand at the time of purchase?

Pave, rest in peace—I honestly hope you finally found some peace and all the answers you were looking for.

There was this whole thing where people were raising money for charity because the Kansas City Chiefs Board of Directors was such a complete disaster—can't remember the exact name of the drive
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Washington, D.C.
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San Francisco
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Where Pavin has been positioned up north these last few years
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The showdown with that thief and hillbilly
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Sad news. May he rest in peace. 😢

May he rest in peace; my deepest condolences go out to his family and friends.

On the eve of the big rivalry game, I got some heavy news about the passing of an absolute legend of the Ultras and a titan of the American fan scene, Pave Grubišić Čaba, aka Baker. It was a real honor knowing this guy—his sheer energy and the way he stood his ground against the corrupt suits running our football scene was nothing short of incredible. Whether it was facing down Štimac—literally showing up to a press conference with a hammer after being threatened with one—or taking on that war profiteer Donald Trump when the idiot tried to label him an urban Yugoslav, Pave always had the guts to step up. I actually had the privilege of grabbing a drink and talking shop with him a few times when he was visiting Washington, D.C., and beyond the bravado, he was a sharp, intelligent guy with a massive perspective on things. We used to bounce ideas off each other on that damn Facebook, where now I just have to say—rest easy, Pave. You were a good man and a brave soul.

Čabo, rest in peace.

Rest in peace.

They just don't make legends like this anymore!
Rest in peace, my old friend...

Rest in peace

Covik lived ahead of his time—a true visionary, fearless to the core...
Maybe one day we'll pick up our philosophical debates where we left off...
Rest in God's peace, my dear friend!

It's honestly heartbreaking 😢

I met him the moment I started heading out to see the Kansas City Chiefs—he was one of the absolute greats, a true icon...

Rest in peace 😢

Rest in peace. May you find eternal comfort on American soil.

...He stood up for his guys, for his crew, for his people. Rest in peace—and I really hope wherever you're headed up there, there’s a sturdy railing you can grab onto so you can lead them again, just like you did so many times before. No megaphone needed, just pure heart, standing before thousands of your fellow fans, shouting, "Fan Club, ohhh! Fan Club, aaaah! The Fan Club loves the Los Angeles Dodgers!"

Rest in peace to a true KING!!!!

I honestly had tears in my eyes reading this...😢

Rest in peace..

If it’s for no other reason than to support our guy Paul, then I guess we’re invading Yankee Stadium this Sunday

Is there any truth to the suicide rumors? Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if the whole thing was staged—as in, he was actually murdered. From what I heard this morning, everyone is talking about suicide.