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.

Rob Bernard

London

September 2015

Tuesday, June 27, 2017

CDF Ibarreko (Spain)


CDF Ibarreko is a football club from the San Ignacio district of Bilbao, who share the Polideportivo Municipal de San Ignacio with neighbouring clubs; SD San Ignacio and AD Elorrieta.


Ibarreko formerly fielded an adult side in the 2a Division of the División de Honor de Vizcaya but appear to have ceased to play after the 2009-10 season. The club field several junior teams, with the most senior side competing in the Juvenil Premier Division Group II.



My visit

Ibarreko 0 Loyola Indautxu B 0 (Saturday 25th February 2017) Juvenil Primera Division Group II (att: around 60)


It’s strange how things can work out if you show a sense of adventure and this was a clear case in point. I’d been overlooking the city at Campo de Futbol de Mallona enjoying the morning junior football and the weather.


My intended destination from there was the home of SD Leioa for another under age match around the same level but on route I realised I'd left my bus and match tickets for later in the day in my room.


I quickly curtailed my trip but got out at San Ignacio as I knew of a venue I wanted a look at. Low and behold I arrived at the hemmed in Polideportivo Municipal de San Ignacio just as two teams were limbering up on the pitch.


Admission cost me €5, with no programme issued. The weather was warming up all the time as I climbed the stairs into the raised grandstand, which had steep steps for sitting. I took up a place near the half way line; and got a few looks from the locals.


The rest of the ground had no spectator accommodation but looked to be the hub of the sporting community with its artificial pitch, sports centre next door and tennis courts. It looked a lesson many suburbs in the UK could learn from.


The standard of play was decent enough and looked to be around the under 17 age group. Both coaches gave their charges instructions as the heat continued to rise. I had the bottom half of my cargo pants off in the 17 degree sun while the locals sat back in the shade.


The first half of the game was very technical half which contained few chances. I decided to head off back for a siesta at my hotel near Abando station before heading out for more fun a fantastic city and area.







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