Bobby goes to Herzo.
Adi-visit
Bobby goes to Herzo.
Legendary Adidas collector Bobby Mccarten kindly shares his memory of his visit to Adidas HQ in Herzogenaurach, Germany.
The next building we arrived at was a huge white place which looked like it had just landed, It’s called the Laces Building and i’m assured this would become more apparent as i enter, we leave the revolving door one by one, i see offices five or 6 floors high running down each side front to back with many bridges connecting each side in a criss cross pattern, just like laces. Adidas could have easily built a regular office block but that’s too easy, a lot of time and effort had gone into designing the building and it showed, it was brilliant. We stroll through towards the centre, there are a lot of open plan seating areas dotted about with smoothy bars, coffee counters and places to eat. Lars and Tim point out where their office’s are and to the office space underneath them, this is where the worlds top athletes and other sports people would be fitted with their bespoke footwear, for example if a footbller had a problem with his personally designed boots they would bring them here where the problem would be rectified then they would take them onto the pitch at the rear of the building and they would be tested until they were right.
We reach the centre of the laces building at the top of a set of steps that dip down below ground level, with yet more places to eat and drink.. at the bottom of the steps immediately right is Martins office, we walk in and to the left is a sub office where two of his collegues are sorting through a rail and boxes of first season Porsche Design items, if you like it or not this range is an important part of the whole story, the bigger picture.
As we turned right i was greeted by a bright green wall with a door like you’d see on a bank vault, the entrance to the Archive! Martin opens the door and we walk in i feet the cold of the temperature controlled room but it’s soon forgotten because standing in front of me are white metal shoe racks with some really interesting 1970’s and 1980’s footwear samples. A construction company had found them, two bin sacks full !
They called adidas and asked if they were of any use or should they be skipped! i thought this was a close shave so to speak but i couldn’t help thinking about what had been skipped, burned and binned over the years! So naturally the samples were picked up and brought back, cleaned, photographed and registered onto the archive system. Amongst them were what looked like a Bamba, black Kangaroo leather with red/orange stripes and a gum sole with a tread i’d never come across. There was a really cool Tennis shoe with an embroided trefoil underneath the front eyelet on the same sole unit as Galaxy and Columbia, I’d never seen anything quite like them. I turn around and on a table in front of me are 4 runners both vintage and modern, Boston Super, Micropacer, Rising Star and NMD, the Rising Star were a Protoype and they had hi vis orange stripes, some call it Mars red, a colour not used often enough in my opinion.
It hadn’t really crossed my mind before but when i saw these four models together it suddenly dawned on me that they were all closely related. On the same table there are a pair of 1983 Atlanta, they had belonged to Greta Waitz, the actual pair that she won the 1983 London Marathon in, the rear stripe was signed.
Back outside we’re walking to lunch and we pass what looks like a wall of soles, it is an art project called The Wave made completely from sole units used during 2016. Martin then leaves for a meeting, before he does he kindly gave me the chance to meet for dinner later which was good of him. Lars, Tim and I enter yet another impressive building, the aroma of good food has my mouth watering, i choose my lunch, pick up my tray, camera bag and my other bag plus the white box, oops.. no i didn’t, i put it down, selected a drink and walked away then realised what i’d done and i felt the colour drain from my face, Lars and Tim are looking at me thinking i’d seen a ghost! haha.. ‘what’s wrong?’ they say, i tell them i can’t find the box, Lars walks over to one of the Chefs and seconds later he takes hold of them, i exhale as he hands the box to me, He said that there was noting to worry about, when anything goes missing there it is handed in very time.
After 5 minutes of the Friday special – Currywurst and fries its clear that this thing is going to beat me, the Germans can eat! Lars has a meeting so he has to go leaving Tim and I, Tim works on the Terrace/Heritage range so i gave him a brief history lesson about LIverpool F.C, trusting European sports shops, untrustworthy LFC fans, Robert Wade Smith and Transalpino tickets written out in pencil, which was handy, he said he had goosebumps and listened to every word, he hadn’t heard any of it before. We head back towards the rear of the main reception hall, it started to rain, Tim takes the white box and puts in in his jacket without question, a kind thing to do but not surprising as they are great people. We approach a life size bronze statue of Adi Dassler, sat on a sports bench with a shoe in his hand, I sit down next to him copying his pose, my photograph is taken then we head inside, i sign out, thank Tim and go outside for a taxi ride back to my hotel.
There isn’t much to do in Herzogenaurach unless you know the town well which i don’t. Martin lives in Nuremburg which is about 20 minutes away, he had sent me a message reminding me of the offer to have some food and talk adidas, that’s the first time i have eaten pizza in a control tower at a small private airport! there was even a red and white two seater fixed wing plane in the car park opposite us! It was after the pizza and coffee that i was taken on a second mini tour…
We drove down some stereotypical Bavarian streets and pulled up outside a small steel workshop and walked across a small road into a tiny side street, we were standing outside the childhood home of the Dassler brothers, where once upon a time in a laundry in the back garden they started to make their first pairs of footwear. Up above us on the front wall was the Dassler family crest, there was a small front garden with a big single tree in the corner where a young Adi would have played as a kid.
As we walked back towards the car i could see the glow of the TV in the fornt lounge and then in the shadows at the side of the house were the words ‘DASSLER LEDER HOSE’ dating back to when a young Rudolph was making motorcyle trousers for a while, it was amazing to see the pristine sign after all those years albeit partly through the branches of a bush. Martin explains that Adi’s school freinds Father was the local Blacksmith and when Adi first started to make running spikes he would ask him to make them for him. We drove about another one hundred metres down hill and entered the main street through the beautifully lit sleepy town centre, it was like something you’d see on a postcard. To the right of us there was a stunning wooden building which was once the Town hall, to the left and right of us at each end of the street were two towers as pictured on the first Dassler boxes. As we are driving back crossing the Aurach river to my hotel we pass a modern silver building with adidas and Reebok signs way up high, but behind it stood an older type buiding, white with adidas in blue letters, this was the site of the old factory, it was now offices.
We’re outside the hotel i say goodbye and i’m walking back to my room trying to take it all in, from my 10am appointment earlier that day until 11pm i had learned so much, met some great people and had a top day, it just wasn’t long enough.. I came away with the same unanswered questions that i had taken with me, just because my thoughts were occupied by what had been going on. I got to my room, opened the balcony and sat there staring out thinking it over.
Bobby MacDassler
11 January 2023 @ 12:37 pm
Cheers Woody, I hope everyone enjoys this! ///