Some pics from todays grand opening
You’ve missed out on the major talking point mbb which appears to be the fairly strange looking end of the ground. You’ll fit about 24 people behind that goal.
http://http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-sjc1/hs298.snc3/28568_391502038381_49766818381_4060349_8219403_n.jpg
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Many thanks bud. Go for the burger. Heartier.
How did ya convert that Whiskey?
Jaysus the low end looks crap, I was talking to a mate who was working up at the Aviva and he said there is only something like 13 rows of seats in that end.
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I was looking for pictures of it, but it was like the Aviva fellas were preventing them being taken. It looks fucking cack, what a joke.
Jaysus the more you look at it the more embarassing it is.
allegedly, that is where they are going to put all the away supporters for the soccer games. well, up to 3000 of them anyway.
Yea I heard that aswell, it will be intimidating for away fans alright but I still think it looks cack.
It’s not bad at all. I don’t mind the low end, you’ll be able to see the city lights through the glass at night matches which will give it a nice ambience. Gives it a uniqueness as well. Stands look to be right on top of the pitch which will be good for atmosphere. Stadium looks excellent as you walk out from town as you can nearly see into it particularly when you cross the Grand Canal and walk down the hill towards junction near Beggar’s Bush where the pubs are.
You must never have been in it. It was a shithole death trap and an embarrassment
PUC was a shithole but had a good atmosphere.
Not a good stadium
Those fucking seats
You’d miss it.
Walking up to the stadium you crossed the canal and the elderly women with their huge antique prams filled with sweets and soft drinks for sale. I always asked for a programme to commemorate the day, Dad always humoured me and bought one. I would sit before the game, listing off the interesting facts as I read it studiously. Did he know our famed hooker Keith Wood was a bank clerk in Limerick? He did. Did he know that this was likely to be our 50th consecutive defeat to a French team in Dublin? He knew that also.
We sat in the West Stand, which had long wooden benches as opposed to plastic seats. A train went directly under it, rattling the whole stand in the middle of games. But I loved it because I could see the whole Dublin skyline as the sun dipped low and the floodlights came on slowly. The anticipation almost always beat the match itself. Dad would share a few knowing words with the man beside him about Ireland’s tactics, the shrill blast of the whistle would sound and the crowd would roar, knowing that, at this moment in time Ireland at least, we were on level terms and could dream of winning.
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