Wawel Wirek’s away end is the size and style of a wendy house – and flanked as it is by a decorative Christmas tree that stands there in all seasons, you can’t help but wonder if it serves as…
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January 1900
To call this ground a stadium is a bit of a madness – it offers one low bank of seating running down one side of the pitch and, then, well… that’s your lot. But despite this quite unpromising description,…
Opened in 1925 on the seventh anniversary of Polish independence, this stadium is neither in Poznan nor Warta’s legitimate home. Found in a tiny town by the name of Grodzisk Wielkopolski, Warta’s temporary lodgings though are not short on…
Szombierki is something of a special ground and that much is emphasized by a bizarre away end – seen as a shallow, oblong strip of fenced concrete, find this plopped at random onto a vast, grassy bank. To see…
When it was opened in 1968, this stadium held 30,000, a fitting home for a team that at the time was playing in the top league – and games in the European Cup were swiftly to follow. The years…
Disclaimer: after enjoying a brief homecoming in 2021, it appears that Targowek are again living the life of a gypsy club, playing their home games anywhere but home – that’s possibly due to redevelopment issues. If that’s the case,…
This tiny away pen encapsulates the lower leagues with its tangled, overgrown entrance, half-broken seats and flimsy fencing. From what I understand, this ground is in danger of being modernized, so it stands to reason that this cage will…
A ruin wrapped inside woodland would be the best way to describe this horseshoe-shaped stadium, and it’s particularly striking when carpeted in the auburn colours of autumn. Stepping over jagged piles of stone, it’s a magical trip back in…
Away ends do not come any worse than that found at Slavia Ruda Slaska – accessed up a densely overgrown path, visitors will eventually find themselves on a disintegrating terrace littered with felled tree branches, rocks and accumulated debris.…
There’s just one side to speak of at Slavia Ruda Slaska, and that’s a decaying concrete bank hewn into a natural slope that vanishes into the forest; crowning it sits a half-destroyed press cabin that wobbles so much you…
