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✔549 Meadow Park

Irvine Meadow XI 3-1 Irvine Victoria
West Region Super League First Division
Saturday 1st October 2016
Irvine is a a new town and former royal burgh on the coast of the Firth of Clyde in North Ayrshire. Located 30 miles south-west of Glasgow and 26 miles north of Ayr. (population over 33,000)
The town was made a Royal Burgh in 1372 by Robert II and has historical maritime connections. The harbour became a major west coast seaport and now houses the main site of the Scottish Maritime Museum.  Irvine was officially designated as a "New Town" in 1966, the fifth and last to be developed in Scotland and the only one to be located on the coast.
Irvine is the birthplace of the present First Minister of Scotland and SNP leader (and Jimmy Krankie lookalikey) Nicola Sturgeon and also Roddy Woomble, lead singer of indie rockers Idlewild.
Irvine Meadow XI formed in 1897.

The Medda have lifted the Scottish Junior Cup on three occasions, winning 2-1 against both Shettleston in 1959 and Glenafton Athletic in 1963. They completed their hat-trick ten years later finally overcoming Cambuslang Rangers 1-0 in the second replay following 2-2 and 3-3 draws. 
They’ve also finished runners-up twice, losing out to Bo’ness United in 1948 and Petershill in 1951, in front of a record Junior Cup final crowd of 77,650 at Hampden Park.

Ayrshire First Division Winners on 9 occasions
SJFA West Super League Premier Division Champions: 2008–09, 2010–11, 2011–12
The Meadow have won an array of cup honours throughout their history including 9 West of Scotland Cup’s and the Ayrshire Cup 14 times.
Meadow Park
Wilson Avenue,
KA12 0TW

(Scottish grounds visited 81 Scottish Junior grounds 34 Lifetime Junior Cup winners 27/28)

Capacity 5,200
Record Attendance 13,740 V Stonehouse Violet in 1949 in Junior Cup 5th Round.

Meadow Park has a classic old style stand which holds 700 seats. The social club, changing rooms and refreshment bar are underneath the stand. The home dugout is in front of the stand and the away team in front of the opposite terrace. There’s also terracing behind goals with a larger standing area at the turnstile entrance.
Irvine Meadow XI(11th) v Irvine Victoria(10th)
McBookie.com Super First Division Matchday 5

Medda came from behind to claim local bragging rights in the Irvine derby. Victoria took the lead in the 11th minute with a peach of a goal from Paul Young, who picked up the ball on the left edge of the penalty area and fired in off the far post. 
A spell of pressure from the home side saw them draw level on 23 minutes, when a low hard cross from the left was turned into his own net by the defender. They grabbed the lead before the break. A right wing corner kick was cleared, then when the ball was recycled into the area it found Ryan Begley unmarked to head in at the back stick. 
After a good opening 45, the second half didn’t quite live up to expectations, Meadow were the better side but chances were few and far between. The Wee Vics might have got something out of the game, but their cause wasn’t helped by the referee who sent off Scott Chesney on 79 minutes for two yellow card offenses. Medda sealed victory with  just a few minutes remaining, when a long pass found Ben Black who beat the outcoming ‘keeper to the ball to toe-poked into the net.

Matchday Stats
IMXI 3( OG 23 Begley 38 Black 87)
IVFC 1(Young 11)
Top Bloke - Ben Black(Irvine Meadow)
Entertainment 7/10

Admission £6
Programme £1.50
Coffee 80p (no pie because I’m on a cutback)
165 miles door-to-door
0824 Northern Rail Newcastle to Carlisle/1003 Virgin Trains Carlisle to Glasgow Central
Caught the 1204 train to Irvine and the 1606 return.
1740 Glasgow Central to Carlisle/1941 Carlisle to Newcastle

I arrived in Irvine at 12.30, calling at the Auld Brig for lunch and yet another 'Spoons tick, before a stroll along the harbour towards the Ship Inn, the oldest pub in Irvine dating back to 1595. 
Afterwards I visited my usual haunts in Glasgow before heading down to Carlisle, where I was lucky to avoid injury in the William Rufus. I was minding my own business watching the football on TV when a western saloon type bar brawl took place next to where I stood. Flying smashed glass and a hurled chair was involved. I was rescued by a gang of lasses from Crook, who coincidently I met in Salou on holiday last week. (I’m always saying it’s a small world) 

Irvine Meadow is the penultimate club in a project which has took over my life over the last two seasons. The final club I need to visit for my book  is Arthurlie and I’m keeping everything crossed that they have a home fixture on my next planned trip to Glasgow on the 29th October, while will finally complete my trail of the Scottish Holy Grail. 

Matchday Web Album (25 pictures from Meadow Park)

Costa Dorada Holiday 'Hop

My first ever holiday on foreign shores was back in what I refer to as “my previous life”. I travelled all the way to Salou on the Costa Dorada in a “luxury” double decker coach, courtesy of Siesta Holidays. That was in 1986, when the highlight of a pretty torrid and horrid fortnight was watching the World Cup on TV. I can recollect sitting in a Germany bar watching their western nation losing to a Maradona inspired Argies in a cracking  finale to that tournament.
Over 30 years had flown past until I returned to the resort, now a happily married man with two kids in toe, we had a great time and made another return to Salou in 2013. Now the bairns are older and the family holidays no more, we decided that for our late summer hols me and the breadknife would book another week in Salou, but only if a certain football club were playing at home on this corresponding week.

Sunday 18th September
After a very early morning flight from Newcastle, we arrived at our hotel in Cap Salou at 10.30. This allowed me plenty of free time before catching the local Plana bus services into town for my first match of the week. 
Union Deportiva Salou play in the Second Regional Catalana (Segona Catalan) which is level 6 of the Spanish Football League and the second level of regional divisions. The league consists of 6 groups of 18 teams, split into corresponding areas with Group 6 covering the provinces around Tarragona. At the end of the season, there’s play-offs amongst the champions of the 6 groups to determine promotion and relegation.
Estadio Municipal de Salou is in the western outskirts of the resort on the border with Cambrils. The ground has two stands on one side, either side of the dugouts with approximately 100 seats in each. There is a larger stand on the opposite side made up of long wooden benches, plus a 3G pitch and floodlights. The changing facilities are behind the goal with the clubhouse in the corner, benefiting from an alfresco area to view the match with a cool drink in the hot sunshine.

Just before kick-off I was befriended by an elderly gentleman, who was delighted to meet an Englishman at the game. The canny fellow was from Morocco, but proudly donned an England baseball cap, declaring he supported Liverpool and Manchester City! His English wasn’t too great, so if you add the equation of my rough accent (which most people south of Chester-le-Street struggle with) then the art of conversation became quite difficult. During the match he would suddenly mention a random footballer .. Bobby Charlton..yes? Kevin Keegan..yes? and then throw in one a bit leftfield like ..Marouane Fellaini ...yes? 
My Moroccan pal described the match between Salou and Cambrils Unio as being the same as Manchester United v City, as this fixture was a derby clash between the two Costa Dorada resorts. The visitors won the game with ease, taking charge from the kick off with Samuel Garcia Gomez firing in after just five minutes. David llobet Torrente bagged a brace before half time, before Juli Molasfernandez smashed into his own net to make it 0-4 before the hour mark. Salou grabbed a consolation when Jose Oliva Reina capitalised on a goalkeeping mistake, but Carlos Torreslaguna completed the rout, going nap in an impressive display from Unio.

545. Estadio Municipal de Salou
Union Deportiva Salou 1(Oliva Reina 59)
Cambrils Unio 5(Garcia Gomez 5 Llobet Torrente 32,37 Molasfernandez 56OG Torreslaguna 76)
Segona Catalana Group 6 Matchday 3 (1630 ko)
Top Bloke - David Llobet Torrente(Cambrils) Entertainment 8/10
Admission 5€ (Large beer 2€)

Tuesday 20th September 2016
On Tuesday night I was delighted to visit a ground which first caught my eye during one of our previous family holidays. The AP7 road outskirts Tarragona and while on route to Barcelona Zoo my football ground radar was alerted to an attractive stadium, which can be viewed from the passing motorway.
Tarragona is a province capital and part of Tarragonès and Catalonia. The foundation of the city is unknown, but according to Catalan legend it was named for Tarraho, eldest son of Tubal in 2407 BC. It is also believed to have maybe derived from 'Tearcon the Ethiopian', a 7th-century BC pharaoh who supposedly campaigned in Spain. The city has many Roman remains, with the Roman ruins of Tarraco designated as a World Heritage Site by UNESCO.
I caught the bus along to the port city, the service is pretty regular but tends not to stick to its scheduled timetable. I learned it’s best to get to the bus stop 10 minutes before its due as they usually arrive early, but typically on this occasion it was 10 minutes late.
This meant I didn’t arrive until 9.25pm, which left me only 35 minutes to navigate the busy city centre with Google maps and purchase my ticket. I discovered when I checked afterwards that the stadium was over 3 km away from the bus terminus, much further than I thought, but I still managed to get there in the nick of time after jogging most of the way.
Club Gimnàstic de Tarragona are one of the oldest football clubs in Spain. The club was founded on the 1st of March 1886 by a group of fifteen people who met at the Cafè del Centre on Rambla Nova, initially formed to promote gymnastics.
Since football was introduced to the club in 1914, they haven’t won any major honours during their history which has including 4 seasons in La Liga, their last appearance in the top division back in 2006-07.

Nou Estadi de Tarragona was opened in 1972. The stadium has a capacity of 14,500 but looks a lot larger with its steep open two tier stand on one side. The main stand is also split in two, but is a lot smaller and covered. Behind the goals are matching open single tier stands each having an electric scoreboard, the whole ground decked out in red and white seats.
Nàstic faced Real Zaragoza in La Liga 2, in what was my first 0-0 of the season. The home team were the better side throughout and should have been ahead just before half time. Ike Uche was upended in the box but his penalty kick was saved by the legs of Irureta. Nàstic pressed for a winner and could have clinched it late on, but Zaragoza held on to pinch a point.
After the game I took the long walk back towards the city centre, but not before I located the club shop. I bought a pin badge and grabbed a copy of the September issue of the Força Nàstic magazine, with the girl behind the counter asking for only 1 euro for both items. As I walked away from the Nou Estadi after enjoying my late night visit, the club anthem ‘Himne Nàstic de Tarragona’ blasted out from the PA system, the catchy tune becoming my earworm for the remainder of my holiday.

546. Nou Estadi de Tarragona
Gimnastic de Tarragona 0
Real Zaragoza 0
La Liga 2 Matchday 6(2200 ko)
Top Bloke - Alex Lopez (Nastic)Entertainment 5/10
Admission 15€ (Pin badge 1€, Monthly club programme Free)

Wednesday 21st September 2016
So onto Wednesdays - the big one and the reason why I've returned to Salou for a fourth time. In December 2002 I jetting down to Barcelona with the Toon Army, full of excitement in anticipation for our Champions League Second Phase clash in the Camp Nou. When we arrived it was a typical Spanish sunny day, however I did noticed a few puddles outside Barca Airport, so I thought there must’ve been a few rain showers overnight. It wasn’t until much later that afternoon that we found out that there had been torrential rain over the last few days and the match was in doubt. A further deluge a few hour before kick off meant the match was off, so I’d wasting a day off work and much worse found myself a few hundred quid out of pocket. This was the daddy of all postponements and certainly the biggest kick in the bollocks I’ve ever had in attempting to attend a football match. The fact I got as far as the Camp Nou exterior gates but was denied the chance of watching a match, has been a monkey on my back that I’ve been longing to toss aside.
On the second day of our holiday I looked around Salou for excursions to Barca’s big La Liga clash with title rivals Atlético Madrid. It was easy enough to book up as Bus Plana had plenty of ticket agencies throughout the resort. The return coach travel from Cap Salou and Category 2 match ticket for both of us (yes, the breadknife was keen on this one but not the other three) cost a small fortune, but without doubt was well worth a fistful of euros. The bus picked us a short walk from our hotel at 6.30pm for the 117 km journey along the AP7 motorway, arriving a few hours before the 10 o’clock kick off.
FC Barcelona need no introduction, they are indeed 'The Harlem Globetrotters of world football‘. They’ve been European Cup/CL winners on 5 occasions as well as Spanish La Liga champions 23 times. They've also won shitloads of domestic and international cups since their formation in 1899.
Camp Nou (new field) is one of the most iconic stadiums in the world. It was built between 1954-1957 and at its peak held 121,749, when the capacity was expanded for the 1982 World Cup. The current capacity is 99,354 but plans are in place to expand the Camp Nou to 105,000 with work due to commence next year. 
The Barca experience is unlike any other I’ve encountered during my Groundhopping career. Its up there with the Tower of London, the Eiffel Tower and the Rome Coliseum as a top European tourists attraction. I’m usually discrete regarding taking pictures and try not to draw attention to myself (like at Tarragona the previous night) but I could confidently snap and pose for photographs, just like the thousands of other tourists in attendance. 

The match with Atlético Madrid went exactly as I had expected. Barcelona had plenty of possession and looked for the killer pass to break through a resolute Atlético defence, with the visitor's relied on their pacey forwards on the break. Just before half time Barca made the breakthrough when an Iniesta cross was glanced in by Rakitic on 41 minutes. 
I would have loved to have seen Messi bag another Camp Nou goal, but was denied the chance when he limped off after 59 minutes with a recurring groin injury. Two minutes later it was all square when Correa burst through the defence unchallenged just after his introduction as a substitute.  Barca pressed for a winner but struggled to penetrate a solid back four, their task made harder with an injury to Busquets who joined Messi on the injury list.
Overall it was a fantastic night. As I mentioned it was a unique matchday experience but a very enjoyable one. At long last Camp Nou has a tick next to it and I can finally erase that miserable memory of a cold wet night in Barca almost 14 years ago. 

547. Camp Nou
FC Barcelona 1(Rakitic 41)
Atlético Madrid1(Correa 61)
La Liga Matchday 5(2200 ko)
Top Bloke Ivan Rakitic(Barcelona) Entertainment 7/10
Admission 89€ (Pin badge 2’90€ Fridge magnet 4’90€ Hot dog and 0% beer 8€) 

Saturday 24th September 2016

On the last day of our holidays I just about managed to drag myself away from the beer and football in the pub to nip along on the bus to Cambrils for my final match of the week. The coastal resort is the quite little brother to Salou, as most of the tourists in this area are Spaniards, who have their summer house at this fishing village, next to its quaint port and top quality beach.
As I was pushed for time (as I’ve said it was hard to leave the boozer) I jumped a taxi from Cambrils beach up to the ground, as it was a canny hike and a bit off the beaten track. Luckily the taxi driver spoke good English, so I arranged for him to pick me up on the final whistle at 7.45, as the match was a 6 o’clock kick off. 
When arriving at the ground I was a bit confused, thinking I had maybe missed the kick off as there was a match already taking place. I managed to somehow converse with two locals at the entrance gate and they assured me the match was on the other pitch. One thing I’ve noted on this trip is that I must learn some basic Spanish, or whatever language is required on future foreign jaunts, instead of being arrogant enough to assume that everyone can speak the Queen’s tongue. 
Nou Camp de Cambrils has two pitches which are side by side and a mirror image of one another. The 3G pitches are split by the main building which houses the clubhouse and changing rooms. On each side is a overhanging roof which covers three rows of stone benches. On the opposite sides are the dugouts and scoreboard, with hardstanding behind each goal. 

After seeing Cambrils Unio in action at the start of my holiday, I was expecting another goal rout, especially when Josu Rigal Barrio headed them into a 6th minute lead. Opponents El Catllar played well after that early setback, but once Erik Gonzalez Espinosa robbed the ‘keeper to double the lead after half an hour it was game over. There was still time for David Llobet Torrente and Gonzalez Espinosa to grab his second and make it 4-0 before the interval. Surprisingly the ball hit the back of the net only once in the second half, with Daniel Saez Arguelles scoring the best goal of the game ten minutes from time. 
Just before the full time whistle my taxi driver arrived looking for me inside the ground ready to swiftly return me back to Cambrils beach, before I jumped the bus back into Salou for my last night out on the lash.
548. Nou Camp de Cambrils
Cambrils Unio 5(Rigal Barrio 6, Gonzalez Espinosa 31,44 Llobet Torrente 41 Saez Arguelles 80)
El  Catllar 0
Top Bloke Erik Gonzalez Espinosa(Cambrils) Entertainment 8/10
Segona Catalana Group 6 Matchday 4(1800 ko)
Admission 5€ (Beer 1’20€) 

So that was my football week on the Costa Dorada. The seven days provided a perfect storm of football grounds, with obviously not just Barcelona playing at home, but I was also chuffed to visit Nàstic as well. I also enjoyed the experience of the Segona Catalana, which was a decent standard with the eye candy bonus of some gorgeous senoritas in attendance. 
We prefer to explore different destinations when we go on holiday, so this will probably be my last visit to this part of Spain. Wherever we end up in the future I’ll be difficult to beat this fabulous football week in Catalonia.

(91 Pictures from all four grounds and matches)
My previous matches in Catalan country at Reus and Nastic in action at Torredembarra

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Neil Edgar - St Cuthbert Wanderers

Jim McAlwane - Desborough Town

100FgC A8 Simon Langton - West Ham United

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✔544 Muglet Lane

Maltby Main 0-2 Widnes
FA Vase 1st Qualifying Round
Saturday 10th September 2016
Maltby is a former mining town and civil parish in the Metropolitan Borough of Rotherham in South Yorkshire. It is located about 6 miles east of Rotherham town centre and forms a continuous urban area with Hellaby, separated from the rest of the town by the M18 motorway.
(Population almost 17,000)
Maltby is mentioned in the Domesday Book as "by-malt", and for centuries a very small village, until coal was discovered in the area in the late 19th century. Maltby Main Colliery was the last surviving pit in Rotherham, established in 1910 and closed in 2013. 
This year is the centenary of football in Maltby as the Maltby Main colliery team formed in 1916.
Sheffield Association League winners 1925-26 1926-27
Played in Yorkshire League from 1949-1955
Original club disbanded in 1965.
Malty Main Welfare FC formed in 1970
Yorkshire League 1973-1982
Founder members of the Northern Counties East League in 1982
Promoted to its Premier Division in 1989-90
Muglet Lane
S66 7JQ

(NCEL Grounds 27/44)
Capacity 2000

Record attendance: 1,500 v Sheffield Wed, June 1991 (friendly)

All the amenities are in one building at the paying entrance to the ground. On one side is a covered enclosure called the Gary Wilby Stand alongside a seated stand which sits in between the dugouts, filled with wooden benches with room for around 150 spectators. 
The other three sides are open with hard standing, with one side bordering the neighbouring cricket ground, so if the football is shite you can turn around and watch the cricket instead. If you're in need of a pre-match bevvy the Maltby Miners Welfare Club is just across the road from the ground.
Maltby Main v Widnes
(NCEL Premier 13th v NWCL 1st Division 11th)
FA Vase 1st Round Qualifying
Weather:dry, overcast

This Vase tie looked to be heading into extra time as both sides lacked quality in front of goal, until the visitors clinched it late on. On 77 minutes Jason McShane ran onto a throw in and fired in from close range, before they wrapped it up in the last minute. Kevin Towey beat the out rushing ‘keeper to the ball and kept his composure to pick his spot between the two defenders. A disappointing performance from The Miners, but a good finish to the match from Widnes, which sets them up with a home tie against Chadderton in the 2nd Qualifying Round. 

Matchday Stats
WFC 2(McShane 77 Towey 90)
Top Bloke - Kevin Towey(Widnes)
Entertainment 6/10

Admission £5
Programme £1.50
Tea 80p
Pin badges £4 (although I didn’t purchase one as nobody could be chewed to get one from the office)
121 miles door-to-door

I decided to drive to an FA Vase tie at the closest ground I hadn’t previously been to. The journey to Maltby is pretty straightforward found just off the M18, so I arrived in the town at 2pm, which allowed plenty of time to check into the Queens Head before the game. The return journey went smoothly, by the time I reached north Yorkshire I picked up Radio Newcastle, so I could listen to the Toon match and be back home by 7 o’clock.  

Matchday Web Album - 25 pictures from Muglet Lane

✔543 The Showpark

East Kilbride Thistle 3-2 Carluke Rovers
Central District 2nd Division
Saturday 3rd September 2016
East Kilbride is the largest town in South Lanarkshire, which lies on high ground on the south side of the Cathkin Braes, about 8 miles southeast of Glasgow. East Kilbride grew from a small village with less than one thousand inhabitants to Scotland's first new town in May 1947, which now has a population of almost 75,000 amongst its subdivided residential precincts.
The town takes its name from St Bride, an Irish saint who founded a monastery for nuns and monks in Kildare, Ireland in the 6th century. Dál Riatan monks introduced her order to Scotland.

Birthplace of Jim and William Reid who formed The Jesus & Mary Chain in 1983. I saw the band for the first time in over 20 years in February 2015, when they performed their debut album Psychocandy live. They were just as loud with an immense frenzy of feedback as when I saw them back in the day, so much so that my ears were bleeding for a week!

East Kilbride Thistle formed in 1968.
The Jags won the Scottish Junior Cup in 1983, beating Bo’ness United 2-0 in the final at Ibrox Stadium, and are another previous winner that sport the classic black and white striped jerseys.
Central League A Division champions 1974–75, 1975–76, 1979–80, 1981–82
Cup honours include;
West of Scotland Cup winners 1974
Evening Times Trophy 1974–75, 1975–76, 1981–82
Central Section League Cup winners 1974–75, 1982–83, 2002–03
17 Maxwell Drive
East Kilbride
G74 4HG 

Scottish grounds visited 80 Scottish Junior grounds 33 Lifetime Junior Cup winners 26/28

Capacity 2,300
The ground has one main stand which is filled with school type chairs, although the enclosure is mostly redundant as the view is blocked with containers and is set back from the pitch.
The changing rooms are in the corner next to the paying entrance and refreshment bar. The dugouts are at the far side, with most of the ground made up of grass banking. 
East Kilbride Thistle(7th) v Carluke Rovers (3rd)
Central District Second Division Matchday 2
2pm ko
Weather: Heavy rain forecast didn't materialise, but we just had the odd spit. 

A cracking game which saw the lively Carluke striker Ian Watt twice give his side the lead in the first half, but The Jags pegged them back with a fabulous volley from Phil McCabe and Andy Gibson levelling with just 24 minutes gone.
The second half was terrific end to end stuff with the decisive goal coming from Andy McFadden, who finished off a breakaway move with a curled effort from the left into the far corner. An entertaining encounter and full marks to both teams for going shit or bust throughout the whole ninety minutes.

Matchday Stats
EKTFC 3(McCabe 13 Gibson 24 McFadden 65)
CRFC 2(Watt 4,18)
Top Bloke - Phil McCabe (East Kilbride Thistle)
Entertainment 9/10

Admission £5
Programme £1(The Jag Mag ...what an ace name for a programme)
Golden Goal £1
Coffee £1
0824 Northern Rail Newcastle to Carlisle/1003 Virgin Trains Carlisle to Glasgow Central
1840 Glasgow Central to Carlisle/2128 Carlisle to Newcastle
Train to East Kilbride (30 minute journey) - 1218 there/1555 back.

Honest Paul accompanied me for my latest trail of the Scottish Holy Grail. We reached Glasgow at 11.15 and on arrival had a 'Spoons breakfast in the Sir John Moore on Argyle Street. Mark Wilkins had also travelled north, so he met us for a pint before the three of us went our separate ways, as Paul had a tobby around Glasgow and Mark headed to Wishaw Juniors.
When I arrived in East Kilbride I called into the town centre for a pint in the Hay Stock, before getting to the ground around 20 minutes before kick off.  My arrival at Showpark was met with suspicion, as I was vaguely accused of being up to no good as I took the picture, as you can see at the top of this post. (I’ll reveal more in the book)
We all met up again later on in The Horseshoe Bar around 4.30pm. After a few bevvies I introduced Paul to the fab Laurieston bar on Bridge Street, before we caught the train to Carlisle. We had plenty of time to call into four lively pubs in the town before catching the last train home.
Another enjoyable day out and now there's just two clubs left on my Scottish Junior odyssey at Irvine Meadow and Arthurlie, so fingers, toes and whatever else crossed that the fixture gods are on my side for my next ventures north.
Matchday Album of 20 pictures from the Showpark.