Showing posts with label NEC Nijmegen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NEC Nijmegen. Show all posts

Monday, 15 August 2016

Go Ahead Eagles 2-2 NEC Nijmegen, Sunday 14th August 2016

Go Ahead Eagles 2-2 NEC Nijmegen (att. 9,123)

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What a great day I’ve had. If you meet someone new, from another city, who supports another team…especially abroad…and they offer you the chance to see a game on THEIR turf…take it. You too might have beers in the town square pre-match, a drive to the stadium, a meet up with their mates, more beers, a match ticket for a sold out game…some actual football (and goals)…more beers in the social club afterwards…then a personal tour of the stadium by the General Manager (or equivalent) before you get a (free) taxi back to town from a lackey on call to the club (using his dad’s Mercedes-Benz). Of course, you need to be asking the right Dutchman at a German regionalliga west game in Oberhausen why Rot-Weiss Oberhausen only have 3 floodlights. (I still don’t know). Basically, you meet a fellow groundhopper, and the rest follows (if you’re lucky).

The main entrance

I arrived in Deventer prompt. Not much around the station, I headed into the centrum. “Meet me in the square known as ‘Brink’” says my man, via text. I was already there. This is a good sign, I think. I’m soon joined by Marcel (my invitee) and his mate Danny. Marcel is Go Ahead Eagles through and through and a groundhopper with it. I am furnished with an Eagles scarf (think Melchester Rovers) and he’s pulled a favour with his mate at the club (‘Hi’ Ronny) to get me a ticket for the Eagles’ return to the Eredivisie. And Ronny is ‘hierarchy’, not merely a steward (no offence).

The view from INSIDE the ticket office.

We make the short drive from the city centre. Marcel makes the right noises to various stewards and bluffs his way to parking right outside the stadium. He claims he’s always parked there, it’s just the Eagles’ promotion which has made it that little bit more tricky. I think it’s a price he’s willing to pay.

De Adelaarshorst is a grand little stadium, three small one-tiered stands with a larger, newer stand behind one goal, where I sat. This stand was twice the height of the others and needs supporting pillars to hold the roof. However, it’s nicely bedecked in brick, in keeping with the neighbourhood. I’m told the architect used Fulham’s stadium as inspiration (presumably the Stevenage Road Stand). I even took a pic of the surrounding wall, just cos it’s the oldest part of the stadium (tho’ it lacks the broken glass cemented on top, a la Oakwell). Go Ahead are also very lucky in Dutch terms, in that their stadium is in the town centre and not made to sit on the naughty step on the edge, away from everything else.

The Eagles' nest; the new stand behind the goal.

They’re also very lucky in that they have a) such a cool name and b) an actual eagle for a mascot. The name, it transpires, is a throwback to a previous manager who changed the club’s name. A bit like Don Revie changing Dirty Leeds’ kit? And as for the eagle, well, he (she?) was a transfer target in the summer from Vitesse Arnhem. How many club mascots can say THAT? Still, it maybe says something that Vitesse were more interested in the eagle than in any of the Eagles’ players.

Yup, there he is.

A modern main stand lay to my left, while at the far end, was a mixture of terrace and seating. This was where Marcel and his posse stood. Meantime, I’m in row 1, to the left of the goal. Not my usual choice of seat, but beggars can’t be choosers. And the view is surprisingly good. Good enough to see NEC take the lead, a neat through ball on the edge of the box and easy finish. The Eagles expect a long hard season and perhaps they’ll be right.

The teams come out.

At half time I move seats. The cameraman is between me and the goal and I find a few empty seats behind the net. I’m only moved on twice by patrons (late back after half time) before I find my perch; 5 rows back, to the left of the goal.
Having been told why you don’t get many away fans in the Netherlands (forced to travel in by bus, no alcohol), NEC have a decent gathering of few hundred. But this is fairly local for them, perhaps their closest game after Vitesse. I can hear them to my right. The main home end meantime has terracing in the centre and seating out towards the wings, a uniquely Dutch phenomenon. Now I understand why Marcel and his friends had to leave before me as ‘their area was getting crowded’. Of course, they were STANDING. I heard something later about why Go Ahead are the only Dutch team allowed this, but I forget.

Thankfully, this net wasn't bothered in the 1st half.

At half time, Marcel is disappointed by the standard of football. Pre-match, there was concern that this is a ‘must-win’ game. Blimey, bit early for that, I thought. Yes, other relegation rivals had picked up points in their opening game (game: SINGULAR) but far too early to panic. Mind, this is a feeling I know all too well from supporting my own team. I hopefully tell Marcel ‘Things might improve kicking towards the main home end.’ I am a sage.

An expectant crowd pre-match.

Within 15 minutes of the 2nd half starting, it’s 2-1 to the Eagles. First, they hit a 20 yarder early…way too early for the NEC keeper, who’s slow to get down…then the right winger cleverly (!) appears to miscontrol the ball, before he cuts inside and strikes it into the far corner. Glorious. Also, a reward for the ‘calls and responses’ between either end, mainly driven by a group of old nuts at my end, who insist on standing right next to the away fans.

Segregation, Dutch-style (at half time).

Sadly, NEC equalise and it’s difficult not to feel hard done by. The Eagles are attacking and their player is wiped out (shoulder to shoulder?) and NEC break. Two passes later, they’re clean through and the keeper needn’t bother being there. (TV replays show the keeper leaving virtually the whole goal unguarded; he obviously had no idea where it was.) 2-2 and a quarter of an hour to go.

Low slung roofs...as they used to be.

There is one chance to win it, and it falls to Go Ahead...who fail to go ahead (sorry). A move began at left back, a quick give and go and the player runs free only for the keeper to save. Yes, it could’ve won the match, but NEC missed a similar 1st half opportunity. All’s fair that ends square.
After the match, I met back up with Marcel at el in the social club underneath the main stand (all welcome). It’s a fantastic place, dark, well designed, in club colours, full of past shirts and a trophy cabinet. They’d even installed a few seats from the old stand. Nice touch. Plus plenty of TV screens which were showing highlights of today’s game, as well as other Eredivisie highlights. And despite not winning, everyone stays perky.

Above the entrance to the social club

So there it is. We’re chatting away and Ronny comes over to see his mate Marcel. Turns out he’s a big West Ham fan (poor lad) and after Marcel and his friends take their leave (they have families to please), Ronny offers me a tour of the vicinity. I’m only with the guy who (literally) has the keys to the castle! Away dressing room, match tunnel, home dressing room (showing the opposition’s team pinned up), sauna, plunge pools, players’ bar…well, you’ll not see a photo of any of it cos my cameraphone ran out of battery. I even saw the laundry room, by now with machines on full pelt. I forget the laundry lady’s name (Freda?) but she gets her name on the door. No-one else does.

The hosts with the most...Ronny and Marcel.

Then it’s over, time to leave. And while I contemplate the 10 minute walk to the station, Ronny snaps his fingers (figuratively) and a young lad in a Mercedes-Benz gives me a lift, no charge. Turns out the VIP section has some taxis on call. This lad can’t be more than 18, I think. Yet this might be my first ever drive in such a machine. (Very nice, if you’re wondering.) Turns out it’s his dad’s car and he’s doing this for pocket money. ‘Better paid than my mates at the pizza joint’. No wonder, at the rate us VIPs tip!

COME ON YOU EAGLES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


**special thanks to Marcel, Ronny, Joost, Jeroen and Danny for making me feel so welcome. I apologise that you had to spend so much of your day speaking English!


The Damage:
€20 ent €2 sausage€4 beer (x3)
Free prog
= €34

The Tunes: Shangri-La (Jake Bugg) The Dawn of Psychedelia (Various)

Flag collection point.  Simple, yet brilliant.
One flag bearer greets his heroes.
The teams come on.
My 1st half view.  But low for me.


Match action.
I presume there's meant to be a gate here?

De Adelaarshorst panorama

Monday, 17 February 2014

RKC Waalwijk v NEC Nijmegen, Saturday 15th February 2014

RKC Waalwijk 1-3 NEC Nijmegen

Welcome to ......

There can’t be many people who profess to a yearning to catch a RKC game, but since discovering the place has no train station, it’s been plaguing me for a while.  An evening game (why DO the Dutch play games on a Saturday EVENING?) looked out of the question till a bit of digging on t’internet found that it was, indeed, possible to watch the match and still get back to Amsterdam before the clock struck midnight.


Hurry up...I need a pee!

My earlier carriages were a train to Den Bosch from the Dam (one hour) followed by a bus to Waalwijk.  Either by luck or ‘integrated transport system’ I only had to wait two minutes for the bus.  I made it to the stadium twenty minutes before KO, positively eons of time by my standards: it wasn’t meant this way, my journey to Amsterdam was delayed seven hours.  Thank goodness for Satdy night games!



The sides come out.

Another thanks to ‘Laura’ in the ticket office for reserving me a ticket, having checked with the stadium safety officer (!?) that I’d be allowed (not being a member and all).  This is another bugbear: the Dutch membership scheme.  If you get a club snooty enough (yes, Twente and AZ, I mean you) then rather than ENcourage you to attend, they’ll DIScourage.  So ‘big up’ to those capable of finding a way in for Johnny Foreigner (De Graafschap, VVV, Roda JC…even Breda, though I never made that game).


RKC ultras

So, yes, I picked up my ticket and, rather fancying a trip to the toilet, I forewent the lure of the sports bar behind the goal and dashed into the ground.  And having barely eaten all day I grabbed a ‘burger’ which appeared to be some form of chicken in breadcrumbs.  A Waalwijk burger?  Still, the gruel filled a hole (I wouldn’t want another one) before I took my seat, beer in hand.  Oddly, I couldn’t find my seat to sit in (my seat number was ‘1’ but the row ended at ‘2’) but I took a seat anyway, somewhere behind an extension built for wheelchair users which protruded out from the stand.  Although it covered a small bit of touchline action, it wasn’t a problem, the ball never went there.


An odd little 'stand' for the wheelchair users.

NEC nearly scored 64 seconds in, a smart move putting their bod clean through on the right and it looked a sure goal as he hit it across the keeper – only for it to cannon back off the far post.  It was all Nijmegen, till RKC, on a break, went one up.  One forward got his head down and ran at the centre halves, while the other buried the loose ball from 20 yards after the initial tackle went in.

However, NEC continued to look like a decent side, cutting down RKC at will.  They hit the bar with a header before the keeper parried another to the feet of a lurking centre forward: one-all.  Still NEC pressed and before half time a disputed free kick was curled in from the left and some NEC giant flicked the ball home.  Easy!



One drenched cameraman.

Half time and a kids penalty shoot out was diverting enough.  That and RKC’s beautiful pitch – how do they do it, in the middle of winter?  But I managed to understand why a match ticket cost €30 (€30!  I said I was keen – you’d need to be).  Hanging from the roof were great bloody electrical heaters!  They must cost a fortune.  If only heat didn’t rise, cos despite the odd bit of warm air, I was freezing my nuts off.


I told you so...heaters in the roof !!!!!!!!!!!

Second half carried on as before, with NEC dominant but failing to pick RKC off.  And they could’ve regretted it, with RKC having a couple of great chances to…miss.  NEC hit the bar again before killing the game off with a hilarious third.  NEC ran clear down the right and crossed it to the back post where the lardy centre forward swung and scuffed and as the keeper lay prone, he poked the ball over him.  Let’s just say the style of celebration he went for was ‘sheepish’.

The three or four hundred Nijmegen fans didn’t care though.  Job done.  In fact, I thought NEC looked a lot better than their league position, which in the programme claimed:

                                Pld        Pts
RKC                          23          26
Utrecht                     23          25
Cambuur                  23          23
Roda JC                    23          22
NEC                          23          21
Den Haag                  23          21

So, a bit of a six-pointer.  Shame then (for RKC) that there was only one team in it.  Coming out to ‘The Eye of the Tiger’ failed to rouse the homesters and neither did the driving rain.  Disappointingly for me, I couldn’t push any more dosh RKC’s way either, with no woolly hats for my freezing head.  I’d have suited yellow and blue!



Steps up to behind the goal.

I was worried after the game.  I was trusting that the same bus would take me back to Den Bosch and the rain continued to lash it down.  I needn’t have worried.  The bus stop was less than five minutes away and the bus came within two.  Got to Den Bosch then caught a train ten mins later, time enough to grab a couple of tinnies for the journey.  Job’s a good un.

So, was it a treat?  Well, despite freezation, I enjoyed the game, sort of.  The stadium though is a non-descript concrete carbuncle, one tier, all enclosed – with trees behind the far stand.  It could easily have been De Graafschap (save for the electric heaters). 

The Damage:
Entry: €30
‘Burger’ and beer: €6
programme: free (picked up afterwards)



Behind the goal (away fans, far side).
Behind the goal.
Main Stand side.
Wheelchair Stand, heaters...the RKC experience!

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