DATES VISITED THIS GROUND
20/12/2002 - York City
1 Lincoln City 1
17/2/2004 - York City 1
Lincoln City 4
Let me start off by saying that if you need a spare dug out, please visit Kit Kat Cresent because they have about
20 spare dugouts sat in a corner of the ground just waiting for the others to smash or something.
Anyway, getting to York is fairly easy although getting to the ground itself is a bit of a farce because virtually
all of it is in a residential area with extremely narrow rounds, similar to the area towards the North and West sides of Sincil
Bank. Anyway, once you get outside the ground, don’t bother trying to look for stuff to do because you’ll just
be wasting your time (seriously). The only relatively interesting thing around the ground is a chippy and even that isn’t
exactly mouth watering.
Getting inside the ground and your start to wonder when the last time the ground was upgraded was, because quite frankly,
it’s a shit hole. The away terrace is massive, it can hold around 3500 but it’s very shallow meaning that if it’s
crowded, you won’t be able to see fuck all and the 10 ft high fence also doesn’t help give a good view of the
action. Also, the toilets are a joke, it’s just a hole in the floor, not a hole in a gutter or anything, just a hole,
in the floor.
Anyway, to the right of away fans is a seated section that is probably the best stand at the ground, although it’s
not something you’d write home. about. It could hold roughly 2000 fans and had some executive boxes around the top.
The stand behind the far goal was a large terrace with a roof on and to be fair, I can’t really comment on this because
both games were night games and there appeared to be no light on in the stand.
The final stand to our left was a pitch length seated stand, however, this was also extremely shallow and is very
reminiscent of several League 2 stands. Overall, I did not enjoy either trip to York (other than the Scorelines) and
I will defiantly not come here for a random game.
However, the report doesn’t finish there. The singular thing I love about York Street is that no-one in the ground sings,
yet you can still hear people chanting?!?!? This is because someone at the club, recorded the York fans on their travels and
plays it over the tannoy, hoping that the away fans won’t notice the speakers shouting “York till I die”
The best example of this is that once they sang “If all love the York clap ya hands” and you heard several hundred
people clapping, yet not a single person in the ground clapped. It has a rather Tom and Jerry feel to it.