You probably didn't go to the Estadio Azteca. This is the tale of 121 people who did. Reader bgk writes about his experience on match day.
I'm packed like a sardine onto the light rail, but I'm surrounded by 120-Juan of my closest friends. After a 15 minute rail ride, we finally disembark at Estadio Azteca. Coming up the stairs out of the station, I finally get a glimpse of the Colossus of St Ursula, home of Club América. Against a backdrop of mountains, the landscape isn't the only thing taking my breath away. At 7000 feet above sea level, this blue and white bespeckled stadium beckons us to continue past rows of vendors selling Club América gear.