TIME TO RETURN HOME – TO BEAT STINK!
THE away terrace at AFC Wimbledon runs along the touchline. Low roofed, shallow of depth, close to the pitch. On a rainy floodlit night, it is a surprisingly atmospheric place to watch from.
It’s that close to the pitch, you are reminded of the incredible speed and physicality of the professional game.
There was not a lot of quality in Wimbledon’s 1-1 midweek draw with Gillingham, which even in mid-September shaped up as a relegation six-pointer, but the commitment was intense.
They make mistakes and are criticised. But, coming straight from playing a game of five-aside, it was a reminder that, with very, very, few exceptions, we spectators would be utterly out of our depth.
Being at the game was more enjoyable than watching one of the one-sided Champions League ties the same night, but there was one drawback.
Kingsmeadow is close to a sewage farm. When the wind blew the wrong way, the away terrace did not just look like a cowshed, it smelled like one. Atmospheric though it can be, it will not just be the home fans who will be delighted when the Dons finally go home to Merton.