Can't think of many worse places to visit. Last time I was there was 1996 for the League Cup (We lost 2-1 that night, but won the replay 3-0). We were greeted by a small pocket of youths spitting at our coach upon arrival to the ground. I'd probably have to be paid to go to this due to the horrid nature of the place and the horrid nature of our League Cup tradition.
Uh-hum...yer going poet lad and that's final, yer not laying round in bed all day on yer play station, get yourself out for a couple hours I'm sick of you been cooped up in your bedroom day and night.
Alright for some. Last Penistone Line train back to Huddersfield for me is 11 pm. If official coaches don't get back to Oakwell for say 10:45 then away matches aren't possible on a night for me. Unless of course I pay twenty quid with Blueline to get me home.