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Elf Freunde müsst ihr sein (Die Fussballprofis des FC Bayern München) 

Documentary film on the first half of the 1992-93 season of Bayern Munich football club. Covers ordinary workdays of footballers from every possible angle. Impressions from training ground, dressing room, match days, meetings with press, Oktoberfest; interviews with players, managers, attendants, spectators.
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Documentary film on the first half of the 1992-93 season of Bayern Munich football club. Covers ordinary workdays of footballers from every possible angle. Impressions from training ground, dressing room, match days, meetings with press, Oktoberfest; interviews with players, managers, attendants, spectators.

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Genre:Documentary
Directed By:Thomas Schadt
Written By:Thomas Schadt
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Runtime:128 minutes
Studio:Südwestfunk

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