WHC Wezep
Ground: Sportpark Mulderssingel
Capacity: 5,000
Club Founded: 1930
League: Vierde Divisie Group D - 5th Tier (current level)
WHC Wezep is one of the leading amateur clubs in the Netherlands, building a strong reputation in grassroots football and known for its loyal local support and competitive spirit, enjoying success at the regional level.
WHC Wezep Club Background
The club was originally known as Hattemerbroek Football Association (HVV), which won the championship of the North Central Football Association on a couple of occasions. Following World War II, a new club, HVV Wezeper Boys, took over the reins. However, the
KNVB, the Dutch FA, refused to recognise the new setup.
They forced them to
merge with another local club, HVV Brandsma, from where WHC was born. The club chose to play in Saturday football rather than the Sunday option. They were given a place in the fourth-class amateur league. They reached the final in 1948-49, where they were defeated 2-1 by Amsterdam AMVJ.
Undaunted, WHC regrouped and won the championship the following season by beating Nunspeet in 't Harde in front of 5,000 fans at the final to win promotion to Derde Klasse football. After a couple of near misses, they then won the promotion playoffs. The 1960s would
bring the glory days to Sportpark Muldersingel as five Tweede
Klasse titles were won.
An amazing crowd of 11,500 witnessed the completion of the 'blue and white’s' final against local rivals Go Ahead Kampen Zwolle. 1969-70 saw the 2D championship return to the club. The following season saw WHC win the Saturday Amateur Cup following a victory over Black White '28.
Throughout the
decade, WHC played in the top tier of the amateur game. A runners-up spot was achieved in 1971-72, which was followed by a series of mid-table finishes. WHC narrowly avoided relegation in 1979-80 following a 5-0 win over SDCP, with 5,000 fans attending the clash in Nunspeet.
However, 1981-82 saw WHC relegated for the first time. Six years later, victory over FC Meppel in the final of the Tweede Klasse saw WHC propelled back to the first Eerste Klasse for the 1988-89 campaign.
The team competed
in Klasse 1B and 1C over the following nine seasons. The team finished
third in 1992-93 before being crowned champions of 1D in 1996-97, taking the club up to Hoofdklasse football, the highest amateur status of the day.
Probably
WHC’s greatest claim to fame came when they were drawn against Ajax in the KNVB
Cup. The match on the 23rd December 2009 was moved to the IJsseldelta Stadion, home of neighbours PEC Zwolle, where 10,500 fans attended to see a 14-1 win for the visitors.
The turn of
the millennium saw the club consolidate. Following the restructuring of the leagues in 2010-11, WHC
failed to gain a place in the Topklasse when Hoofdklasse dropped to the second
tier. Some top-three league finishes ensued before the team was relegated in 2014-15.
They recovered, finishing
third for two seasons, from where they won promotion
through the play-offs under trainer Wiljan Mossing Holsteyn.
However, their stay in the Hoofdklasse lasted just twelve months. Richard Karrenbelt was appointed as trainer in July 2020, taking the side to runners-up in 2021-22 and then fourth the following season. Stephan Rahantoknam arrived as the new team trainer.
A further restructuring of the Dutch league system saw WHC placed in the Saturday fifth-tier Vierde Divisie Group D for the 2024-25 season.
WHC Wezep
will play in Zaterdag Vierde Divisie Group D in the 2025-26 season.
My visit
WHC Wezep 1 AZSV 0
Zaterdag Hoofdklasse C - Saturday 18th January
2014
👨👨👧👧 300 🎟️ €7
When I planned my long weekend in the Netherlands,
one of the attractions was that the main Eredivisie games kicked off on Saturday evening, giving me scope to delve into the non-league amateur game
for the first time.
As my match of choice at night was PEC Zwolle against
Vitesse and to meet up with my old pal Guy, who was going to FC Utrecht
v Feyenoord the following day, I wanted a nearby game. The excellent Soccerway
website was
to prove again to be my friend.
After some trekking around Enschede and Hengelo, the train
took me to Zwolle at lunchtime. A strategic error on my part led me to book the
excellent but remote Mercure Hotel on the outskirts of the town. I decided to
splash out on a taxi from the station, but the rapid rate of the meter was
putting me off further extravagance.
Freshened up after a shower, I planned to jump on the
no.100 bus at the Oranje Nassaulaan
stop. However, this required using the cycle paths going under the motorway and
dual carriageway. I got lost and had to revert to the map app on my iPhone.
Thankfully, I’d taken up the 3 Phones offer of an unlimited twenty-four-hour internet pass for a fiver. I was soon on track, but time was pressing on.
I was never going to make the stop. Instead, I had to jog and run
along the route to Katerveerdijk.
I beat the bus
by a minute. The locals saw a very out-of-breath and perspiring visitor jump on board! Around ten minutes later, I was jumping off at Willem de
Zwijgerkazerne. From there, it was a couple of minutes' walk down Hoeloosweg to
the entrance of Sportpark Muldersingel. I was encouraged that others were doing the same.
I immediately got the vibes that WHC was a thriving
club. At least two other games had finished on adjoining pitches, and the
women’s team was warming up before their match on the secondary pitch behind
the goal of the main arena.
I followed the crowds and found a temporary club
shop. I was delighted to see that there was a match programme. I’m not sure how
much I paid for it, as I let the friendly lady take some change from my hand,
but she gave me four strips of raffle tickets as well.
I bought a ticket at the booth, before it was torn in half by the inspector a yard away! The entrance was in
the corner of the ground, just past what looked like a decent clubhouse. Once
inside, I liked what I saw. De Muldersingel was a typical non-league venue.
By the entrance, there was a food stall. Both ends had a
little flat, hard standing. The far side had seven steps of open terracing. The
near side had similar open terracing but a raised, roofed seated stand across
the halfway line to accommodate 500 fans.
There was a basic scoreboard in the
far corner, but the feature that impressed me was the raised double level of
advertising boards above the open ends and terracing, giving the ground a real
enclosed feel and the impression that local businesses really supported their
club.
I took up a position on the far terrace once I’d taken my
photos to take in the action. Both sides went into the game in the bottom three
in the league table, so I was expecting a tight clash. I wasn’t to be let down.
The visitors from Aalten began brightly without creating
any real opportunities. The home centre back Tanju Sahin seemed to enjoy the
theatrical side of the game. I quickly got the impression that he wasn’t quite
as good as he thought he was. The match had moments of close skill and passing,
but also plenty of long balls, for good measure.
WHC grew into the encounter and
went ahead after twenty-eight minutes when Bunyamin Özkök latched on to a pass
inside the area to go round the visiting custodian Ruud Kempers and slot home
from a tight angle.
Just like being back at a game at home, the away keeper
took some stick from a group of home youths. Kempers looked quite young himself
with a head of flaming red hair. I’m not sure what was repeatedly shouted at
him each time he cleared the ball, but I don’t suppose it was too complimentary.
Shortly after the goal, the WHC centre forward Ibrahim Tuncer, who was built like
a young Peter Crouch, missed a sitter and put the ball onto the women’s pitch
over the fence. Leading up to half-time, I saw fans leaving the terrace
and coming back from the food bars, eating something out of paper.
This had to
be investigated! It turned out to be a lightly battered fish sprinkled with paprika. It cost €2.20, and I have to say it was a very welcome treat as far as football food goes.
As the half-time whistle went, it was time to wash my
snack down with a beer. Bottles of Amstel were an extremely reasonable €1.75 a
go. The TVs were showing the teletext pages from the other games around the
country, including the amateurs.
I decided to take up a seat in the stand for the second
half, finding the day so much more relaxing after finding out that the
Scarborough game at Bedworth had been postponed. Tuncer continued to have a
nightmare up front before he was mercifully replaced, while Sahin looked to be
the star while making his fair share of errors.
The action had reduced after the break and turned into a
battle of attrition. AZSV pushed forward, trying to pierce the home defence, but
they were holding firm and looking more likely to double their advantage.
Özkök
came close to claiming a brace with a decent chance. As the game entered its
closing stages, I stood by the exit as Tjeerd Korf and then Rossi Dati both
missed gilt-edged chances to seal the game.
I fully expected them to let it slip in the last minute.
Judging from the reaction of their fans, I wasn't in a minority. However, they
hung on to claim three vital points. I thought it was only right to have another
bottle while waiting for my bus.
The bar was packed with happy fans who then
turned their attention to the TVs showing the Netherlands v New Zealand hockey
match. My timing was perfect, having only to wait a minute or
two for the bus to arrive to take me to Zwolle station to meet up with Guy
for the evening’s entertainment.
