Crook Town 3-1 Seaham Red Star, Saturday 14th October 2023

Crook Town 3-1 Seaham Red Star, Northern League Division 1, The Sir Tom Cowie Millfield, att. 312

Time is nearly upon us. Or me, at least. The legals are going through and I’ll soon be moving to the Pennines. How many more Northern League games will I ever see, with a plethora of new non-league grounds to visit in the West Yorks/Greater Manchester area? Thus, I plump for an old favourite, Crook Town. It’s that or Darlington in the National League North, and their football was abysmal when I saw them a fortnight ago. It’s a no brainer, which is lucky.

Millfield is easily in my top 3 of Northern League grounds. Two sides are built into a natural hill and you can easily imagine the place holding 10,000+ as it did in the glory days of the 1950s. Presently, two sides are grassed over (did they once hold terraces?) but there’s still a large terrace behind the near goal as you enter. These days, they have picnic tables on top. Today is gloriously sunny...but also cold. Typical north-eastern, even when the sun’s out it’s chilly. Having lived down south many years, I’m there in coat and scarf. I chat to the only other scarf-wearing fan in the ground, a lady of similar age. She’d have her gloves on too, she adds, if her son hadn’t already nicked them for himself. Meantime, there are still the usual types in their shorts. What is it about these people?

To the right is grass banking. ‘Please keep off the grass’ is emblazoned on each floodlight pylon. Are they trying to legally protect themselves in case an idiot slips on the bank? As it is, the only way to the top of the bank (and therefore enjoy a better view) is to keep ON the grass. Mind, few do, as the majority of the crowd are on the terrace or in the main stand.

As the terrace swings round the pitch, the refreshment kiosk divides it and the main stand. ‘Only Foods and Sauces.’ Brilliant. It’s right up there with Ryton’s ‘The Scran Van’. Big choice too, none of which I took up. Then the Main Stand, a traditional structure with a pitched roof immaculately painted. A floodlight pokes through the roof (and impedes visibility) but who cares? They don’t make ‘em like they used to!

Today I grab a beer from the social club (near the entrance) and find an unused picnic table to perch my ale on. Before long I’m joined by a couple of others, one man and his carer (true). We chat throughout the half and it’s a genuine surprise when the ref blows the half-time whistle. Time has flown. While they go off for a tea to warm up, I circumnavigate the ground, taking care TO KEEP OFF THE GRASS. I pass the obligatory non-league dog and have a good stroke. He’s a friendly chap.

Second half, I start on the terrace under cover. I’ve nipped into the social club to visit the gents and it’s very busy. I feel like half the crowd is in here to warm up. No-one is anywhere near finishing their pint as I leave to find the teams already out. Crook, halfway up the league are hosting strugglers Seaham Red Star. Within 15 minutes it’s one-all, as Crook’s lead lasts all of 2 minutes. Time ticks by and with 3 mins left and the draw looking likely, Crook throw on The Big Man. A free kick is punted from the centre spot, The Big Man holds off a defender and hooks home. Seaham attempt to respond but are picked off on the counter for 3-1. The fans from the social club are now grouped at the back of the terrace chanting about the glory of their Crook heroes. It’s a fine way to end.

The Damage:
£7 ent
£1 programme*
£3.80 Stella Artois (pint)
= £11.80

*which I lost, probably dropped on the floor when I took my coat off to get in the car. I wouldn't mind, but the last time I was here, they'd ran out. I'll never own a Crook Town FC programme!