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The club won't tell anyone where they are on the list as it's a money making scam to get the membership money off you, I been a member over 4 years ,im 66 now, is it worth me paying anymore ?You'd hope they would do the quick maths and get the simple task correct of making sure every existing ST holder gets a seat at the new ground and not give too many seats away for hospitality
But then as you say they don't get much right when it comes to ticketing and will soon realise they've over sold the posh seats and regular Joe has to join the long season ticket waiting list o
Again another hidden value of not knowing how long the waiting list is and where you are on it
Only thing they have gotten right is the actual stadium build and the EITC charity
No chanceIt is as I asked the question whilst doing the consultation. A company would never leave an asset like that sitting there for sentimental reasons.
Will it trigger some people if I say that after much deliberation, I will not particularly miss Goodison?
I have sat in the ground for over 25 years, seen a few good games, a few European games at a fairly decent level, but that's about it.
The walk to the ground isn't particularly enjoyable, parking is a pain, there's dog muck everywhere. The walk back can be worse cause there's no pub stop to break it up (I accept its my routine that prevents that)
I'm just not sure what I'd miss any more. Apart from time with my Dad and Sons, and that can be literally anywhere, in any stadium.
What's to love so much about Goodison? I sit without an obstructed view, so even my experience is better than many.
Will it trigger some people if I say that after much deliberation, I will not particularly miss Goodison?
I have sat in the ground for over 25 years, seen a few good games, a few European games at a fairly decent level, but that's about it.
The walk to the ground isn't particularly enjoyable, parking is a pain, there's dog muck everywhere. The walk back can be worse cause there's no pub stop to break it up (I accept its my routine that prevents that)
I'm just not sure what I'd miss any more. Apart from time with my Dad and Sons, and that can be literally anywhere, in any stadium.
What's to love so much about Goodison? I sit without an obstructed view, so even my experience is better than many.
I can relate, been going since the late 70's, like you said, I've also witnessed very few "good times"Will it trigger some people if I say that after much deliberation, I will not particularly miss Goodison?
I have sat in the ground for over 25 years, seen a few good games, a few European games at a fairly decent level, but that's about it.
The walk to the ground isn't particularly enjoyable, parking is a pain, there's dog muck everywhere. The walk back can be worse cause there's no pub stop to break it up (I accept its my routine that prevents that)
I'm just not sure what I'd miss any more. Apart from time with my Dad and Sons, and that can be literally anywhere, in any stadium.
What's to love so much about Goodison? I sit without an obstructed view, so even my experience is better than many.
Even the walk up to it evokes so many memories. The walk up the stairs and seeing the greenest grass you've ever seen resplendent in the glare of the floodlights.They're points I've heard from many people Jacko so I'm sure some will completely agree with you.
For me personally, I love it for a lot of the things you mention you don't.
I've always loved the walk up to the ground (and I've walked up to it from all different directions depending where I've lived. The moment it catches my eye, an adrenalin starts to peak inside and it only gets stronger the closer I get to it. I become fixated with it, the lights of the main stand towering over the bullens road stand walking through Stanley park, the noise of the tannoy getting louder and louder. Dad's with lads, mums with mums, sisters with brothers, boyfriend and girlfreinds holding hands chatting about their day whilst walking at an excited pace just minutes away from the stadium.
I love it, I love everything about it, I feel on top of the world every single time I'm walking towards it.
I've been behind every restricted view, I've sat next to every kind of character I could ever imagine. I've taken all my sisters to the games, been with their fellas to games, took my son to games, mates to games, travelled solo to so many games in wind, rain, sleet, snow, crapped on in the family enclosure, been in the lower bullens with no one else but a mate, moved 20 rows forward in the street end during those mad moments of a goal or a Derby win where limbs are flying everywhere and for a fleeting moment you are on top of the world. I've left the game crying more than I care to admit with anger, frustration and disappointment and tears of happiness where you just hug any random person because in that moment in time, nothing and no one is going to spoil your day. Its your weekend, its your week!
I love it, I'm gonna miss it so much that it actually hurts me a little typing this, genuinely I'm filling up a bit. I don't get to go anywhere near as many times as I wish i could due to work commitments. Even if I did have free time without work I don't think I'd be able to financially commit to as many games as I'd love to and the amount I did when I was younger.
In a blink of an eye, she'll be gone and all we'll have are memories.
Please, enjoy every last moment mate because she's so special and sometimes it really is a case of "you don't know what you've got until its gone".
Goodison, at full pelt is simply one of the most exhilarating and awe inspiring places I've been fortunate to step foot in.
That is something that I'll carry with me until the day I die.
That's what I think anyway Jacko
Great post mate, I would write almost exactly the same thoughts.They're points I've heard from many people Jacko so I'm sure some will completely agree with you.
For me personally, I love it for a lot of the things you mention you don't.
I've always loved the walk up to the ground (and I've walked up to it from all different directions depending where I've lived. The moment it catches my eye, an adrenalin starts to peak inside and it only gets stronger the closer I get to it. I become fixated with it, the lights of the main stand towering over the bullens road stand walking through Stanley park, the noise of the tannoy getting louder and louder. Dad's with lads, mums with mums, sisters with brothers, boyfriend and girlfreinds holding hands chatting about their day whilst walking at an excited pace just minutes away from the stadium.
I love it, I love everything about it, I feel on top of the world every single time I'm walking towards it.
I've been behind every restricted view, I've sat next to every kind of character I could ever imagine. I've taken all my sisters to the games, been with their fellas to games, took my son to games, mates to games, travelled solo to so many games in wind, rain, sleet, snow, crapped on in the family enclosure, been in the lower bullens with no one else but a mate, moved 20 rows forward in the street end during those mad moments of a goal or a Derby win where limbs are flying everywhere and for a fleeting moment you are on top of the world. I've left the game crying more than I care to admit with anger, frustration and disappointment and tears of happiness where you just hug any random person because in that moment in time, nothing and no one is going to spoil your day. Its your weekend, its your week!
I love it, I'm gonna miss it so much that it actually hurts me a little typing this, genuinely I'm filling up a bit. I don't get to go anywhere near as many times as I wish i could due to work commitments. Even if I did have free time without work I don't think I'd be able to financially commit to as many games as I'd love to and the amount I did when I was younger.
In a blink of an eye, she'll be gone and all we'll have are memories.
Please, enjoy every last moment mate because she's so special and sometimes it really is a case of "you don't know what you've got until its gone".
Goodison, at full pelt is simply one of the most exhilarating and awe inspiring places I've been fortunate to step foot in.
That is something that I'll carry with me until the day I die.
That's what I think anyway Jacko
From what I understand from my invitation to look around was that invitations were prioritised as existing members first, then those on the waiting list for corporate tickets (i had to give me corporate tickets up for work a couple of years ago - long story - and back on the waiting list.Tried mate - got an automated fob off that similar to what @efc84 just shared - they'll be out when they're out.
It just irks when they invite fans to signup to "be the first to hear" of options, and then you see something has sold out that you and most other fans haven't had the chance to even consider. Invite only - where's the transparency? Are they giving businesses etc and favoured friends first dabs over season ticket holders? Understand them giving first dabs to existing lounge holders, but even if 100% of them bought, there still should be availability.
Could you / have you previously outlined the process they put into place to sort all the Spurs ST holders out?
Great post mac.They're points I've heard from many people Jacko so I'm sure some will completely agree with you.
For me personally, I love it for a lot of the things you mention you don't.
I've always loved the walk up to the ground (and I've walked up to it from all different directions depending where I've lived. The moment it catches my eye, an adrenalin starts to peak inside and it only gets stronger the closer I get to it. I become fixated with it, the lights of the main stand towering over the bullens road stand walking through Stanley park, the noise of the tannoy getting louder and louder. Dad's with lads, mums with mums, sisters with brothers, boyfriend and girlfreinds holding hands chatting about their day whilst walking at an excited pace just minutes away from the stadium.
I love it, I love everything about it, I feel on top of the world every single time I'm walking towards it.
I've been behind every restricted view, I've sat next to every kind of character I could ever imagine. I've taken all my sisters to the games, been with their fellas to games, took my son to games, mates to games, travelled solo to so many games in wind, rain, sleet, snow, crapped on in the family enclosure, been in the lower bullens with no one else but a mate, moved 20 rows forward in the street end during those mad moments of a goal or a Derby win where limbs are flying everywhere and for a fleeting moment you are on top of the world. I've left the game crying more than I care to admit with anger, frustration and disappointment and tears of happiness where you just hug any random person because in that moment in time, nothing and no one is going to spoil your day. Its your weekend, its your week!
I love it, I'm gonna miss it so much that it actually hurts me a little typing this, genuinely I'm filling up a bit. I don't get to go anywhere near as many times as I wish i could due to work commitments. Even if I did have free time without work I don't think I'd be able to financially commit to as many games as I'd love to and the amount I did when I was younger.
In a blink of an eye, she'll be gone and all we'll have are memories.
Please, enjoy every last moment mate because she's so special and sometimes it really is a case of "you don't know what you've got until its gone".
Goodison, at full pelt is simply one of the most exhilarating and awe inspiring places I've been fortunate to step foot in.
That is something that I'll carry with me until the day I die.
That's what I think anyway Jacko