92 Clubs – Day 46 – Wolverhampton, Wycombe
I started just after lunchtime by taking the 13:23 Virgin Train to Wolverhampton. From there it wasn’t the longest walk to Molineux, where Wolverhampton Wanderers play.
After visiting the ground, I took the short walk to the city centre and then on to the tram for Birmingham.
From the tram stop at Snow Hill, I finally found the badly-signposted walking route to Moor Street, where I caught the direct train to High Wycombe.
It was dark by now and this was best picture I could get of Adam’s Park, where Wycombe play.
On the way home the train stopping at Wembley Stadium.
I could have probably gone to the England Sweden match.
92 Clubs – Day 45 – A Day Off
I had to visit the doctor for my Warfarin check, so I took the day off.
Perhaps, I’m slacking, but I only have three more clubs to visit.
The Americanisation of the FA Cup
I hope the idiot, who thought it would be a good idea to ask Budweiser to sponsor the FA Cup, has done the right thing and gone to repent for the rest of his life in a monastery in Nepal or on Mount Assos.
The FA Cup is a British institution and although, it has been sponsored for some time now, all of the sponsors, hsve either been British or come from countries, where football is the national game.
Budweiser is an American company and luckily I’ve never ever sampled any of its products. In fact as a coeliac, I can’t unless I want to be ill.
Just imagine what would happen if British Airways say, wanted to sponsor a major sporting event in the United States.
Yet again, the FA has shown that the fans don’t count.
One of the outcomes of this deal or perhaps the fact that the television rights have gone to ITV and ESPN, was that the BBC weren’t able to broadcast a radio commentary of the game this afternoon.
92 Clubs – Day 44 – AFC Wimbledon
This was a visit that showed just how good public transport, and buses in particular, can be.
I thought to get to AFC Wimbledon would have meant a trip by train to Norbiton station, which is just a reasonable walk from the ground according to the club’s website. However the web site also says that it is easy to get to the ground by bus.
You can take the 131 from Wimbledon Station or Kingston Town Centre, which stops right outside the ground.
So I used the 131 bus from Wimbledon.
I started by taking a 21 bus from near my house direct to Monument station, where I got the District line to Wimbledon station. Unluckily, I just missed a direct train, so I had to change at Earl’s Court. But it was only just a walk across the platform.
At Wimbledon I had a short walk to the stop on Worple Road for the 131 bus, which I’d looked up on the excellent spider map at the station.
The picture shows the stop complete with its text details for bus information. I used this and found that I’d have to wait six minutes for the 131. I think perhaps the information was a minute out. But I’ll forgive them that!
The Kingsmeadow stadium is shared with Kingstonian and rather tucked away, but less than a hundred metres from the bus stop called Kingsmeadow.
Twenty-five minutes later and I was back on the train at Wimbledon. I arrived home in time to watch the Abu Dhabi Grand Prix.
This trip goes to show how with good public transport and especially buses with proper information systems and maps, it is very easy to take a bus to any location in London. Other cities and towns in the UK, should follow the lead of Transport for London.
Some may say rightly, that watching football or any sport for that matter, is a minority interest. but imagine how say an 80-year-old would cope visiting their sibling in hospital at the other end of the country, by buses and trains. The trains aren’t the difficult bit, but outside London, buses are generally fairly dreadful and an information-free and map-free zone.
Although to use a football example here, I could dwell on the insanity of moving the original Wimbledon club to Milton Keynes, where the only way to get to the ground in a reasonable time, I had to use a taxi. No wonder the number of fans, who transferred their support can probably be counted on the fingers of one hand.
92 Clubs – Day 43 – Wigan
I’m getting near the end now and as the cough seems to have no sign of abating, I took a quick trip up to Wigan from Euston.
The DW Stadium is another new stadium and some way from the station, but I got a discount from the courteous taxi driver and he got me back in time to take the 13:09 return train from the town. This meant I could see the England against Spain match, when I returned home.
Watching England Against Spain
I only watch football on ITV under sufferance, as their commentators aren’t the best and they tend to interrupt everything with pointless adverts.
So tonight, as I often do, I have the ITV pictures with the sound off and I’m listening to the Radio 5 Live commentary. I get a better description and no adverts.
But tonight, the radio commentators are on one side of the pitch and the television cameras are on the other. It could be a bit confusing for some, but I’m finding it enjoyable, especially as with a minute to go,England are winning.
I suspect, it’s also some fiendish plot to get us to watch the match, rather than listen to it, so we have to watch the stupid adverts!
92 Clubs – Day 39 – A Day Off
Perhaps I was just being lazy!
92 Clubs – Day 42 – West Brom, West Ham
This should have been an easy day and it effectively was. But it could have been an absolute nightmare, due to signalling problems in the Wolverhampton area. Someone said it was cable theft, but I can’t find any reference on the web.
I’d taken the 10:23 from Euston and I knew I could change at either New Street or Sandwell and Dudley. I chose the first, which did mean a walk to Moor Street, but it was also a direct train to the station at The Hawthorns. The other route may well have been a couple of minutes quicker, but due to the signalling problems it might have been difficult.
West Brom ‘s ground is only a short walk from the station of the same name, with separately signposted routes for home and away fans.
As with most grounds this week, because of the International break, it was all rather quiet, so I took a couple of photos and returned to the station.
The trains seemed to be running erratically, so I thought I’d take one of Birmingham’s trams back to the city centre. In some ways, these are the UK’s forgotten tram system and it could surely benefit with some limited expansion.
It was a wise move as the tram accepted my return ticket, due to the signalling problems and it was only about fifteen minutes walk to New Street for the train home. It would have been nice if the trams had connected to Birmingham’s main station.
I had plenty of the day left and I came home first before I took the Overground to Whitechapel before changing to the District line for Upton Park and West Ham‘s stadium of the same name as the station.
The ground’s architecture is unusual to say the least. It seems to owe a lot to the Disneys of the world. I’d never seen this side before, as usuallyI’ve been to the stadium in the dark and the the away supporters are on the other side.
92 Clubs – Day 41 – Tranmere, Walsall, Watford
Tranmere should have been easy, as it was just a ride on the Wirral line out of Liverpool to Rock Ferry.
But it wasn’t, as the maps and signposting to the ground were virtually non-existent and the first few people I asked, didn’t seem to know how to get there. Perhaps, they were all Liverpool and Everton supporters.
As you can see it is a surprisingly large ground.
I then recrossed under the Mersey back to Lime Street and then took a train to Wolverhampton, where I took a train direct to the station at Walsall ‘s Bescot Stadium.
The picture shows the stadium from the station footbridge, with the M6 and a rather busy road in between. I didn’t feel like braving the traffic, so made a quick exit back to the station. But it’s certainly one of the easiest stadia to find by public transport.
The train was delayed by a few minutes getting into the station and I just had time to buy a ticket before catching the train to Watford Junction for Watford.
I did cheat and take a taxi at Watford, as I was starting to cough badly and didn’t feel the exercise would help. But I have walked it several times in the past and Ipswich have never won.
The picture isn’t good, but it was about 20:30 and getting dark.
Afterwards it was back to the station to take the Overground back to Euston.











