Welcome to volume two of my blog paying homage to the football clubs I've visited all over the world and the wonderful people responsible for keeping them going and looking after the stadiums, and in some cases basic grounds.
Since I was a little lad I've been fascinated in football and more so where games are played. With my love of travel and curiosity of the game I wanted to visit as many grounds and see games wherever possible. I was lucky that my Dad also loved the game and spent so much of his spare time taking me to matches. As I got older the boundaries widened owing to my location and increased wages to Europe and indeed the world. The sight of a stand or a floodlight pylon in the distance immediately hightens my senses and eagerness for a closer look.
I hope this site gives you the chance to share in my pleasure and experiences and maybe one day set you on the road to adventure. If you get half as much out of the hobby as I've done I can guarantee some great memories, good friends and stories to pass on to future generations.
Give your local club a go today. They'll be pleased to see you!
Everlasting thanks primarily to my late and very much missed and dearly loved parents; my Dad Bob Bernard and my Mum; Ann, who put up with endless years of football chat and my brothers Nick and Paul who gave me the chance and encouragement to do what I have. Thanks to all my friends who offer encouragement and Sally and Stan who inspire and give me great pride. Young Stan is showing a keen interest in my hobby!
Please feel free to post any comments (please use sensible language - I want everyone to be able to enjoy reading) or ask any questions relating to visiting grounds or events. If you want to see any ground reviewed please let me know. It will take quite some time for everywhere to appear, but make sure you keep having a look as the site is continually updated.
If you click on a lot of the pictures you will get a larger version on your screen.
I have also added links to video clips on youtube where appropriate for those of you who are bored of reading or are filling in time at work. I haven't always gone for the most obvious choices, but items that will be in some cases unusual but always historically interesting.
Click to see volume one of HAOTW.
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Thai Honda (Thailand)
Thai Honda FC are a football club based in the Thai capital of Bangkok who are sponsored by Honda. The club were formed in 1998, plying their trade in Regional League football.
'The Speed Kings' were promoted into the Thai Premier League in 2006, where they remained for two seasons until they were relegated. They played in Division One until they were relegated at the end of the 2011 season after finishing bottom of the table.
Thai Honda FC will compete in the Thai Regional League Bangkok Area in the 2013 season.
Thai Honda 0 Samut Sakon 1 (Sunday 8th April 2012) Thai Regional League Bangkok Area (att: officially 150)
It was the final day of one of my best ever holidays in the Land of Smiles. I had just arrived back from Chiang Mai after a wonderful and joyous International Cricket Sixes Tournament by plane with Steve and Fah. I was to meet them later that evening for my goodbye mookata meal, but in the meantime I said my goodbyes and headed for my budget hotel.
I was in a quandary as to which game to select. There were choices of two 4pm kick offs, but I knew I wanted to catch the majority of Bangkok United's 6pm game in Ding Daeng close to the city centre. In the end I plumped for Thai Honda's home game after I was given helpful advice from the guys at both http://www.thaileaguefootball.com/ and http://www.thai-fussball.com/ via their Twitter accounts.
They confirmed the venue to be the KMITL (Technology) Stadium, which I'd passed on the motorway many times when heading to Pattaya. It was in the Lad Krabang district, which bordered Suvarnabhumi Airport. I reasoned that it would be easy to make a quick getaway to get into the city meaning I would miss a minimum of action.
One beauty of Bangkok is that you never have to wait long for a taxi, wherever you are. Whether the driver has a clue where he's going is another matter altogether as I was about to find out! I saw virtually all of the city by taxi within four hours! Anyway, even though my hotel was well up a lane away from traffic, a taxi soon appeared. I had planned well in advance and printed out a map of where I wanted to go. The driver still seemed confused until suddenly the penny dropped. If I'd have asked for the King Mongkut's Institute of Technology rather than the stadium he'd have sussed it a lot quicker, but I didn't realise it was on the campus.
We still seemed to go an agonisingly long way round, but the city's traffic system has baffled more experienced tourists than me many times before. The main thing was that he knew the way. We were waved through the gates of the Institute and drove round the large campus, which even had its own 7/11 shop; another guaranteed feature in the city along with taxis. He dropped me behind the towering Main Stand.
As at every game I'd attended in Thailand, a small stall had been set up by a vendor selling drinks of all kinds, crisps, noodles and local delicacies that were cooked on a small griddle. I was glad to get some water. I was determined to keep my alcohol content down as I'd had enough to sink a battleship over the previous ten days. It was officially the second day of mourning for the late Princess who'd passed away six months earlier. Her funeral parade was to be the next day. I happened to see this on live TV as I was awaiting my call to board my plane at the airport. In terms of pageantry, the Thais did it well as anyone.
I went up to the desk and paid 50 baht for admission to the stand. I was surprised at the absence of any souvenir stand, especially as some home fans were wearing replica kits. I went up the stairs to survey the scene.
The KMITL Stadium was extremely lop sided. The stand I was in was the only proper spectator accommodation. It was an absolute beauty of a cantilever structure raised above the pitch and following the contour of the field, which had a running track around it. The rest of the pitch was surrounded by a prim hedge. Fans could stand there and watch for free, although I'm sure that it wasn't encouraged. A large scoreboard stood at the Motorway End but the rest of the area spread out to wide expanses of the Institute's sports facilities.
The crowd was sparse, with more away fans than Honda's and definitely more watching than the official figure. I'd have put it at around 3 to 400. The Samut Sakon supporters wore their eye catching pink and sky blue striped shirts. Both sets of fans who sat at either end of the stand had drums and hooters to try and create an atmosphere. One of the vocal Honda fans offered me a warm smile and welcome. I'd seen them a couple of years previously in their local derby at the team now called Customs United (Suvarnabhumi Customs at the time). Maybe he recognised me as I don't suppose they get a lot of ferangs (westerners) following them?
The teams came out with flag bearers at the front and stood to attention for a minute's silence, which I presumed was for the Princess. The royal family are extremely revered in Thailand so it was no surprise that you could have heard a pin drop during the period of reflection. There was a lady sat in the same block as me who was as pretty as any fan I'd ever come across at a match. If she required consoling I would have definitely put my name down to offer my shoulder.
The game itself was pretty poor if truth be told. It was scrappy and lacking pace, which was little surprise as they were playing in at least thirty degree temperatures. I was having another bottle of water and some interesting sausage meat type delicacy on a stick, which was seasons with chilli's and onion. They were tasty and a great help to my dietary plan for the following twenty four hours!
I was getting restless. I reckoned I'd chosen the wrong game and my thoughts were on sneaking off at half time to maybe catch some of R-BEC's game in Lat Phrao on the way to the Thai-Japanese Stadium for my evening fixture. Both teams at my current game were struggling to put any real moves together or test out the goalkeepers. Just before half time I decided to make a move. I walked behind the goal to take some photos and went on my way with the game goalless.
I left the Institute by the back entrance and crossed the railway lines and a khlong (small canal) to try and get a taxi to take me to Lat Phrao. This was not an easy task as most drivers just shook their heads until I walked to main road at the end of the soi I was on.
I'm glad I visited a lovely stadium, but had wished for a better game. I later found out that the visitors solitary goal was enough to take them to the top of the league. I could have found a lot worse activities on a Sunday afternoon!
To see a short video I took at the game, go to: