Experience Juventus Stadium

Don't let the numbers fool you. At 41,507 seats, the Allianz Stadium is genuinely modest for a club that has hoovered up 36 Serie A titles, and on paper it looks dwarfed by San Siro or the Olimpico in Rome. Step inside on a European night, though, and the steep single-tier bowl, the pitch shoved right under your nose and the absence of an athletics track make it feel less like a stadium than a very loud black-and-white opera house. Juventus built it on the rubble of the dreadful Stadio delle Alpi in 2011, becoming the first Italian club to actually own its ground outright, which still feels faintly radical in a country where most teams rent municipal concrete.

The Curva Sud is where the Drughi run the show. After years of stand-offs between the hardcore ultras and the boardroom, the noise has properly returned this season, the tifos are back to their full sail-cloth glory and a lit-up Curva on a midweek Champions League fixture is one of the better atmospheres in northern Italy. Try to avoid the corporate Tribuna Sivori if you're after singing; the West Stand is where the away contingent gets penned in behind perspex.

The 2025/26 campaign has been, to put it politely, character-building. Thiago Motta was binned in March 2025, Igor Tudor lasted seven months before getting the same treatment in late October, and Luciano Spalletti, fresh from his Napoli scudetto, was parachuted in to drag a post-Ronaldo, post-Vlahović squad back into the Champions League places. Whether you arrive to a swaggering 3-0 or a sullen 0-1 to Lecce, the building always looks the part: low-slung, glass-fronted, deliberately understated, very Turin.

Next door sits the J-Medical clinic and the excellent Juventus Museum, a properly designed romp through 125 years of bianconero history that more than justifies the €25 stadium-and-museum combo ticket. Tours run roughly hourly from 10.30am, take in the dressing rooms, tunnel and press room, and book up fast on derby weekends.

Turin is Italy's great undersell: an elegant former royal capital wedged between the Alps and the Po, with arrow-straight Baroque arcades, an unhinged Egyptian Museum and a thousand-year-old chocolate habit. It used to make Fiats; now it makes vermouth, Lavazza espresso and the country's best aperitivo spreads.

The stadium sits up in the Vallette suburb, about 7km northwest of Porta Nuova station, but pre-match life happens downtown in the Quadrilatero Romano, a tight grid of bohemian wine bars where €10 buys you a Negroni and a groaning plate of cured Piedmontese meats from about 6pm onwards.

Tram

The simplest pre-match option is the number 9 from the city centre, which runs to the Stampalia stop a five-minute walk from the turnstiles. Trams 3 and 15 also stop within striking distance. A single GTT ticket is €1.80 and valid for 100 minutes.

Bus

Lines 9, 72 and 75 all serve the stadium; on matchdays GTT lays on extra services from Porta Susa and Porta Nuova. Expect a slow crawl in the last half-hour before kick-off.

Metro and rail

Take Metro Line 1 to Bernini, then change onto tram 9 or bus 75; it's about 35 minutes door-to-door from Porta Nuova. There's no direct metro stop, despite years of promises.

On foot or by bike

From the Quadrilatero you're looking at an 80-minute walk or a flat 25-minute cycle along the Dora river path. Don't bother with a taxi on matchday; the surrounding streets are sealed off two hours before kick-off.

Crucially, do not turn up at the Stadio Olimpico Grande Torino expecting Juve. That's the smaller, athletics-track ground across town belonging to Torino FC, the city's other (and older) club. The Allianz is in Vallette; the Olimpico is in Santa Rita. Cab drivers will know the difference; your map app may not.

Eat before the ground. Catering inside is functional at best, so do as the locals do and load up on tramezzini and a glass of Barbera in the Quadrilatero, or commit fully to a bicerin (espresso, chocolate, cream) at Caffè Al Bicerin, the same recipe since 1763.

Winter kick-offs are properly cold; Turin sits at the foot of the Alps and the wind off the mountains is no joke from November through February. Bring a coat, not just a Juve scarf from the club shop.