It's been a long time
since my last and indeed first visit to Craven
Cottage back in 1998 when Watford needed a win
to guarantee being crowned second
division champions. A 2-1 win over Kevin Keegans
side on a sunny Saturday afternoon in May
ensured we lifted are rare piece of silverware
and embarked upon a journey that ended the next
season with promotion via the play offs to the premiership whilst Fulham
crashed out in the play offs.
A lot of water has
flowed under Putney Bridge since then. Fulham
became an established premiership
team while Watford faltered then returned via
the play offs only to struggle again and at time
of writing where rooted firmly to the bottom of
the premier league.
It was with this thought
in mind, I re-enacted
my journey round the M25 and down the M4 to
Hammersmith on a wet new years day mid season
hoping that Watford could somehow get a result
against a Fulham side who had their tails up
after holding the reigning Premiership champions
to a 2-2 draw at Stamford Bridge.
So many things had
changed in that 8 year period including my
chosen route to the ground. I had initially
planned to take the train but had little faith
in the bank holiday Sunday service so drove.
Instead of taking the congested Fulham Palace
Road I took the A306 Hammersmith Bridge over
towards Barnes then turned left onto the B349
Lower Richmond Road at the junction where T rex
singer Mark Bolan (Showing my age here!) met his
untimely death after his mini lost an argument
with a tree. This road had little traffic and
took me right up to Putney Bridge past a number
of pubs including the famous Half Moon live
music venue. A quick left over Putney bridge
itself bought me on to the bottom end of
the Fulham Palace Road just a few hundred yards
from the visitors turnstiles.
Although it was only
about 1.45pm a steady stream of Watford fans who
had braved the train where already
heading through Bishops Park towards the
ground. I knew that the meter parking would be
free on bank holidays so after spending a bit of
time driving round the back streets off
Stevenage Road managed to find a space outside
some poor residents house just a short walk from
the turnstiles.
The ground itself has
changed dramatically but not beyond recognition.
From Stevenage Road the ground looks almost as
it was with the old Edwardian turnstiles still
in operation but more amusingly with Bar code
machines reading the ticket, and turnstile
operators reduced to pressing
the peddle at the prompt of a bleep and four
green lights! Once through however the
redevelopment is clear.
Gone is the old concrete
terrace through which you could see daylight and
in its place is a smart all seater stand in grey
steel work with modern clean toilets replacing
the old portaloo's which once perched
perilously along the old passageway which
itself is now a wide tarmac concourse.
The Stewards seamed
friendly enough and there was a noticeable
but relaxed Police presence. I found my seat
with ease the gangways and rows are clearly
marked and leg room is better then at most
grounds. The view was a bit limited as the lower
portion of the stand has a shallow rake
meaning that even in Row E, I was only a few
feet above pitch level. The stands are smart and
almost identical behind each goal but do have a
very temporary feel about them as the normal
concrete steps are in fact plywood and metal.
The Executive boxes in each corner look like the temporary
ones you would find at a race course.
The side stands are
pretty much as before, The Riverside stand a
single tired smart 1970's structure raised above
pitch level affords decent view of pitch and
river alike while the Older Johnny Haynes stand
to our right has only seating added to the
paddock. The Riverside stand is accessed by home
fans via both ends through tunnels under each
stand. Fulham appear to have little if any
hooligan problems as even the away end when
shared with home supporters has no
apparent separate turnstiles or
facilities for the rival factions.
I took the advice given
in this excellent web site and found there are
food and drink facilities in the far corner near
the river which are less crowded although just
as expensive. A Meat
Pie cost £2.50 and a bottle of
Fosters £3.00. I chatted to a few fans non
of whom had drunk locally but at various points
en route and many where heading into central
London after the game.
The game itself started
with a minutes silence for the death of Maurice
Cook who played for both clubs and was
impeccably observed by both sets of fans.
surprisingly even though Fulham had most of the
first half there was very little noise coming
from the Hammersmith end. In fact they made very
little noise all match with the exception of the
final ten minutes or
so plus nine minuets of stoppage time (added on
after an horrific injury to their goal
keeper, thankful not as serious as first
thought). The Watford contingent of around 4,000
tried to get the atmosphere going to the
amusement of the tourists in the Riverside stand
and in the second half the team did at least
respond hitting the post twice. One wonders what
the atmosphere would have been like had one of
Fulham's two disallowed goals have stood.
With both sets or fans
resigned to a nil - nil we left together with
again both sets of fans sharing the same exits
with no problem or intimidation from either set
of fans and I made my way back to the car. I
took the same route back with only a small
amount of traffic over Putney Bridge and was
home in a relatively short space of time.
All in all a good day
out and Fulham is a ground well worth
visiting as part of a day out in London. I
will say the ticket allocation was excellent but
a tad expensive at £30.00 for what are
nice but basic facilities. Fulham do have
trouble filling their ground and tickets can be
purchased on the day for the less attractive
matches and are regularly advertised on London
Radio stations. Be prepared to sit next to
tourists too which can be an experience in
itself! My memory of leaving Craven Cottage this
time was of two Watford fans attempting to teach
several Japanese girls how to pronounce Wat far!
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