Ground Hopping: Waltham Forest v Eastbourne Borough 2nd October 2011

I’ve lived next to the Cricklefield Athletics Stadium for some 11 or so years now and never been to it before today. The ground is within walking distance of my home. The last time I lived within walking distance of a football ground was when I lived in Moss side Manchester and was a stone’s throw from Maine Road, Manchester City’s then home ground. There ended the similarities.

I found myself at home alone this weekend and surfing the FA Website for anything about Spennymoor Town’s win at Ashton in the FA Cup brought me to a story saying Waltham Forest were playing Eastbourne Borough on the 2nd October. A quick look on the internet revealed that Waltham Forest no longer play in that London Borough but ground share with Ilford FC at the Ilford Athletics Ground.

So, Sunday afternoon, I left home around 14:40 and still had time to get to the ground, and have a look round before kick off. Admission was £8. Much cheaper than any league club and most conference clubs. This is for admission to the ground. You can sit stand or both at no extra cost.

There were programmes on sale somewhere, but I was not able to find them. Oh well, their loss and more beer money for me! Some grounds you spot from miles away because of their floodlights or the size of the stands. Not here. Can you spot the ground in the following picture?


It is there honest! The turnstiles are just past the building site on the right. Obvious isn’t it?


The ground itself is in the middle of an athletics ground meaning the fans are a long way from the pitch. The distance behind the goal from terrace to goal is huge and not something I’d like to put up with each week. West Ham fans should probably stop reading now.

Rather than write hundreds of words describing the ground. Look at the video below



and the pictures of the ground


The Main Stand above and the view from behind the goal below

West Ham fans this is what you can expect at the Olympic Stadium.



The game itself was an intriguing affair. Waltham Forest in level four (level 8 if you count the premier and football leagues) hosting a team from Level 3. Waltham Forest made the running early on and even had a goal disallowed early on. By half time the score was still nil nil. However, the interest for m was the Waltham Forest winger, playing at number 11. He seemed to spend more time arguing with his team mates than much else. At more than one point I expected to see blows being exchanged. He was substituted early in the 2nd half and was last seen heading to the dressing room chuntering to himself – I’m not sure what about though.

The pitch itself made good football difficult to ply. It was very uneven. I am not sure if it come across in these pictures?


The game ended up 3-0 to Eastbourne which came as no surprise, but Waltham Forest did not disgrace themselves.

For me, it was a pleasant afternoon, enhanced by being allowed to drink beer whilst sat in the sun watching the game. The crowd on both sides was friendly, even the obligatory dog was friendly.

At under £15 for admission, food and a few beers – and home by 5pm, it makes for a good afternoon. The crowd at 175 was 73 above the previous best, and nearly 4.5 times the lowest of the season, so a good day financially for Waltham Forest, although it would have been better still if they had won.

In case you were in doubt, this is Crickelfield Stadium


This is Maine Road, Manchester


As you can see they are easy to confuse.


Wembley on final day looks like this


Whereas Waltham Forest in FA Cup 3rd Qualifying round is slightly less full


Missing in Action

The observant of you will have noticed that I haven’t posted much lately. The reason? Well, I have spent the time sitting/eating/sleeping on the sofa watching re runs of Jeremy Kyle & entering Lorraine! (Ooh err missus!)

Now there may be an element of truth in some of that but you’ll have to guess which is true. BTW I’ve not heard from Lorraine since entering her (on 2 separate occasions!) I’ve also entered Billy Connolly as well but he’s still inviting people to enter.

I am of course talking about competitions on their TV programmes. What DID you think I meant?

Right then, since my last post, I have been back to Brighton for a day, this time with Michelle. We had a great day, recovering from the previous night’s glass of ribena & the hottest chilli sauce I’ve had on a takeaway! I know you won’t believe me but I had to throw away my chilli chicken as it was too hot for me to eat. Michelle suffered similarly with her food.

Brighton never ceases to disappoint me. I’ve been numerous times but never seen Sting working as a bell boy, nor have I seen Mods & Rockers fighting there!

Anyway, after fine dining in Wetherspoons, we went for a walk along the seafront. Walking a couple of miles & coming across the end of the London to Brighton off road bike ride. Why they want to ride off road when there is a perfectly good road running to Brighton, I don’t know. Seeing how dirty they all got, I’ll bet their wives/girlfriends/mothers also think they should ride on road.

There was a food & drink festival on the seafront. So we had a look at that. There was a stall selling chilli sauce which had a spice rating of 1-10. They also had a sauce rated 30/10. That had to be tasted. Michelle had a tiny drop the size of a pin head on her finger & I had some on a cream cracker. To say it was hot is an understatement. It made the prior night’s food seem tame. Michelle’s finger stained & she claimed to have burned a hole in her tongue. I had no feeling in my lips.

The remedy? That bar on the seafront with half price drinks from 5-8pm! Stella @ £1-15 a pint. After 10 pints I still had no feeling in my lips but I couldn’t care less! We staggered up to the bar near the station. Well I think we did as we ended up there for a couple more before the train home.

Sunday brought more glorious weather & some rushing around to get my old phone unlocked so we could pass it on to Josh as it was his birthday on the Tuesday! Happy Birthday Josh!

The rest of the week brought nothing exciting, just work. At least being in the office, I got to cycle to work everyday! First time – have cycled to/from work on 5 successive days for a while.

Saturday 1st October was my brother’s birthday. Happy birthday Martin! There was a family get together for that, but @ nearly £200 for last minute tickets, I didn’t attend. Michelle & Josh did go in my place & got Martin the most fabulous cake made specially for him by WENDYLICIOUS. The cakes that lady makes are awesome. I recommend you to get her to make one for you.

So whilst all the family were in the North East, I was at the cycling club at Hog Hill ( I actually got to ride my bike there instead of just helping out on the bike hire.

Saturday afternoon, I went to see the O’s against in form Preston. The afternoon started badly when I got lost trying to find a particular pub. Phone Sat Nav kept taking me back & forth past the tube station, so in the end I gave up!

So Orient haven’t won a game all season & Preston have won all their last seven games. Preston took the lead after 3 minutes & for the next 20minutes it was all Preston. Was that the pub I hear calling me?

Then amazingly, Orient scored twice to lead 2-1 @ half time. Then when Preston missed a penalty early in the 2nd half, it seemed it could be Orient’s day! They held on to win 2-1 & record their first win. It was even more pleasing as the orange mackem Phil Brown is their manager & I take great delight in seeing him fail. We Newcastle fans still remember May 2009!

Whilst this was going on, Newcastle were winning 2-1 away @ Wolves & even more importantly, Spennymoor were winning away in the FA Cup @ a side 2 divisions higher. Thanks to modern technology & the kindness of David Glenn, I was kept up to date with all the events in Spennymoor’s game via twitter & even had video clips of goals during the game.

This added to England beating Scotland & sending them home from the Rugby World Cup made for a good day sporting wise!

Sunday brought a leisurely day for me, so I decided to visit that home of culture (growing on the burger stall) & no class known as Dagenham Sunday Market. You may recall my post earlier this year about it!

I am pleased to say it doesn’t disappoint. The day was hot, so the tattooed ladies were out, you know the sort, wearing their size 12 clothing on their size 22 bodies!

If you were hungry you could have one of these delights “POTATOS”

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The busiest stall there was selling rolls of artificial turf, in the same way as stalls sell carpets! Classy, I think not.

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On Sunday afternoon, I went to watch Waltham Forest v Eastbourne Borough in the FA cup. See my separate ground hopping post about that.

This week, I notice that autumn is finally here with a vengeance. The leaves are squashed on the roads & its dark enough to need lights on my bike for my commutes to & from work! Mind you we are over half way from the longest to shortest days. The clocks go back later this month. Time to dig out my winter cycling kit, check the batteries for my lights etc.

Talking of bike lights why do some people insist in riding in the dark with no lights on? Are they suicidal or do they think they are invincible?

Then there are those even stranger people who think they should put red lights @ the front & white lights @ the rear. WTF is that about?