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Haig Avenue
Saturday, April 13th, 2019 k/o 15:00
 
National League North
Attendance: 1,002
     
1-0
   
 
     
 
     
 
     
 
 
 
 
2018
/19

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A bright day but bitterly cold in the shade. I misread it before leaving home and definitely under-dressed (despite 4 layers and a hat). Three trains there and a walk between stations in Wigan. But all on time and pleasant. Then a very short walk to the ground via the Thatch and Thistle for a swift pint. The outside of the ground is all a bit scruffy and tired and inside not much better. As so often with grounds those with one big stand and not much else seem to feel somewhat desolate and - with 2 sides nothing more than mostly empty terraces and a cutting wind blowing through, this one felt even less homely. And even before kick off I was feeling chilled to the bone. Sausage and chips helped a little but not a lot and by mid-way through the second half I was frozen, shivering and gagging for the final whistle. With a few minutes remaining I decided to get away while I could still feel my legs and catch the earlier train back to Wigan. Great idea killed by that train being cancelled. So another half hour in the cold waiting for my originally planned train. From there it was all very straightforward home and into the house to put on more clothes, turn up the heat and light a fire only to fall asleep in front of MOTD and not wake up until 02:00. p.s. it took a couple more days for me to feel warm again.
 

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A bright day but bitterly cold in the shade. I misread it before leaving home and definitely under-dressed (despite 4 layers and a hat). Three trains there and a walk between stations in Wigan. But all on time and pleasant. Then a very short walk to the ground via the Thatch and Thistle for a swift pint. The outside of the ground is all a bit scruffy and tired and inside not much better. As so often with grounds those with one big stand and not much else seem to feel somewhat desolate and - with 2 sides nothing more than mostly empty terraces and a cutting wind blowing through, this one felt even less homely. And even before kick off I was feeling chilled to the bone. Sausage and chips helped a little but not a lot and by mid-way through the second half I was frozen, shivering and gagging for the final whistle. With a few minutes remaining I decided to get away while I could still feel my legs and catch the earlier train back to Wigan. Great idea killed by that train being cancelled. So another half hour in the cold waiting for my originally planned train. From there it was all very straightforward home and into the house to put on more clothes, turn up the heat and light a fire only to fall asleep in front of MOTD and not wake up until 02:00. p.s. it took a couple more days for me to feel warm again.
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