Perfect, perfect, perfect. If last week’s blog seemed a little mundane, then this is exactly the sort of thing we’re looking for.
It scores perfectly in just about every department too. It’s delightfully daft, wedged into the site of a former quarry, meaning one goal backs onto a cliff side. Brilliant.
The cliff also has a target painted behind one of the goals as well, which was almost a touch too quirky for me, but I’ll let it slide. It’s easily accessible, meaning you’ll be able to visit and see everything whenever you like, and you can even perch yourself high on the cliff for a bird’s eye view.
A little stand completes this ground perfectly, meaning it scores absolute full marks for me. I can’t think of anything it’s missing and although it’s no Tinto Park, it’s right in the upper echelons of grounds I’ve visited so far.
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Sometimes there’s just one tiny feature that turns a ground from the mundane to the brilliant and Carmarthen Town of the Welsh Premier League have just that.
In terms of structure there’s really the one stand. A couple of places for shelter dotted around, and a weird TV gantry opposite the single stand. So why am I scoring it so highly? Their club shop.
Take a bloody look at that! For no apparent reason, it’s done up like a ghetto blaster and is quite simply magnificent. Is it worth driving to Wales for? You betcha.
The only negative I can really find is that access around the ground on a non-matchday is a bit iffy, but all of my pics are taken from outside, barring the club shop which I stole from the internet but is still visible.
So for one reason, and one reason alone, Richmond Park scores very highly indeed.
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Not that I’ve got any beef with Macclesfield, but it was pitch black here and there’s pretty much nothing to see. So I’m going to be bitchy.
It’s a cracking old school ground though. A few mosaics on the walls definitely lend it some charm, and I’d love to return during daylight.
It was just a brief visit after a most peculiar gig at a nearby golf club. Afterwards, a woman approached me to complain about how much I’d sworn, claiming that she’d kept a tally chart of every time a comic on the night had sworn.
Quite why you’d do that I’ve no idea, and I suspected she was actually an idiot, but after criticising my choice of language, she then went on to tell me which acts she enjoyed the most. Apparently I was her favourite (most swears), followed by the opener (second most swears) but she was a bit let down by the headline act (least swears).
So when I say I suspected she was an idiot, this absolutely confirmed it for me. What’s any of this got to do with Macclesfield Town I hear you say? Nothing, but what did you want me to talk about? Barely visible walls for a few hundred words? Do me a favour and piss off, will you?
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After last week you deserve a proper stadium, although this isn’t a big one. But Witton Albion’s home is a solid enough effort.
Four big stands, a few points where you can sneak a little peak inside, and out of the way so a fairly undisturbed visit, albeit one done on an early evening.
I was amused at the idea of a Witton Albion museum. Don’t get me wrong – it may be absolutely packed with memorabilia, but I think I’ll probably need to pay a visit at some point.
It’d be hard to describe it as an essential one to get on your list, but it’s nice enough that it’s worth a trip.
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It’s undeniably low-rent, but it’d be harsh to exclude this Northern Alliance ground.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m quite tempted to. It’s essentially just a football pitch with a fence around it.
However, the addition of some dugouts, even if they have seen better days, makes this a football ground in my eyes.
Coupled with some floodlights, it just about scrapes through. Pretty much its only plus point is that you can see it all very easily. So is it worth visiting if you’re in the area? No. But at least I’ve done it for you.
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After an odd gig in Leeds and having already visited Elland Road some time ago, I decided to treat myself with a slight detour via Tadcaster on the way home. Why ever not.
It immediately scores points, perhaps unfairly, for being situated behind a big John Smiths brewery. Plenty of geeky looking buildings hide the football ground, and also lends a lot to the club’s nickname, The Brewers.
As for the stadium, there’s actually very little to it. It’s only really got two stands, and both are situated behind one of the goals. One, the Ken Gilbertson Stand, is another modern prefab that is barely worthy of mention.
However right next to it is a wonderful old monster that’s absolutely falling to bits. A slightly arched roof covers steep and brightly coloured wooden benches and as soon as I set eyes on it I was in love.
The players entrance also featured what I think is the best door handle in British football, although if there’s any others that are more ornamental then I’m willing to wait a week or two before handing out the trophy.
Plenty of advertising boards are dedicated to the club itself, and I applaud this. “We All Love Tad” was a personal favourite (who doesn’t love a bit of Tad?), although there were plenty to choose from. It’s safe to say this one’s a yes for me.
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I reckon I’ve probably driven straight past this one a dozen times without realising it housed a ground of sorts.
I remember seeing goalposts set up in the middle of the athletics track but never give it even a second’s thought. But a little digging made me realise there was more to it, although not much more.
But it is pleasingly stupid. There’s only one stand, a very modern but unique looking one, and tiny too. And although it may be handy for athletics spectators, for a football audience it’s pretty much pointless.
Situated level with the 18 yard box, and with an athletics track between it and the pitch, it’s probably one of the most pointless football stands in the country. But you know what? I’m desperate to take in a game from there.
That’s pretty much your lot really though. It’s not particularly spectacular, and doesn’t score a huge load of points for me. But that stand is definitely worth visiting to see with your own eyes.
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