The smell of the fags
The reek of the loos
The life etched in faces
That hoped not to lose

Proud amongst my kids
Cheering with my mates
Standing with Grandad and Dad,
Now outside other Gates

Sitting on the wall,
Leaning in the Edington
Queuing for drinks
And always getting rained on

Memories of Pimblett and Pinner
Joynty and co
Beating the Pies
But not the Kangaroos

Goodbye KR!
Thanks for every memory!
When the last brick has gone,
You'll live on as a part of me.

I think it will hit me more when the fixtures are released for next year and I am traipsing off to Widnes.

Watching your game on Sky lastnight it took me back to the last game at the old Craven Park,very emotional times. My mam still has one of the old wooden seats from the stand in her garden. Don't know what it'll be like with Knowsley Road but before they demolished Craven Park we were allowed to go in and get 'souvenirs'. Can imagine how you were all feeling at the end

I held it together last night, i wasn't as sad as i thought i'd be but will miss the old place very much.