BoothferryBoy
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Before the MKM there was Boothferry Park and honestly that old ground had more character in one crumbling terrace than most modern stadiums have in their entire build.
My first game there was about 1993. My dad took me and I remember walking up the steps and seeing the pitch for the first time and just being completely amazed. I was about seven and it felt like the biggest place in the world. Looking back it was falling to bits but when you're a kid you don't notice that stuff.
The things I remember most are the smell of Bovril and burgers mixing together, the bloke who used to stand behind us and shout the same thing every single week regardless of what was happening on the pitch, and the walk back to the car afterwards down those terraced streets with everyone buzzing or moaning depending on the result.
The terracing was proper old school. No seats, just concrete steps and a crush barrier to lean on. Your feet would go numb by half time in winter. The toilets were horrific. The pies were questionable. And I loved every single minute of it.
The ground got demolished and there's houses on the site now. Drove past it a few months ago and it's weird seeing a housing estate where the centre circle used to be. Progress I suppose but something was definitely lost when Boothferry Park went.
Any other Boothferry survivors on here? What are your memories of the old p
lace?
My first game there was about 1993. My dad took me and I remember walking up the steps and seeing the pitch for the first time and just being completely amazed. I was about seven and it felt like the biggest place in the world. Looking back it was falling to bits but when you're a kid you don't notice that stuff.
The things I remember most are the smell of Bovril and burgers mixing together, the bloke who used to stand behind us and shout the same thing every single week regardless of what was happening on the pitch, and the walk back to the car afterwards down those terraced streets with everyone buzzing or moaning depending on the result.
The terracing was proper old school. No seats, just concrete steps and a crush barrier to lean on. Your feet would go numb by half time in winter. The toilets were horrific. The pies were questionable. And I loved every single minute of it.
The ground got demolished and there's houses on the site now. Drove past it a few months ago and it's weird seeing a housing estate where the centre circle used to be. Progress I suppose but something was definitely lost when Boothferry Park went.
Any other Boothferry survivors on here? What are your memories of the old p
lace?