Sad day, indeed.
It's almost been like torture in the last couple of months, driving past and seeing chunks disappear.
Every other Sunday (and Friday nights for A-Team games) from 1979-2003, now gone.
I feel like playing The Last Post.
It's still our home (in my eyes, and always will be)
B0ll0cks to having dry feet after you've been for "a gypsy's", Wilderspool for ever.