A moment of reflection in the Wigan khazi
Posted: Sun Mar 10, 2024 8:46 am
As I stood having a tinkle in the Wigan khazi yesterday I noticed that if I wanted to I could have outstretched my arms into crucifix position and my fingertips would feel nothing but air. A glance over my shoulder revealed a row of cubicles, of which at least two were unoccupied. It was half time. There were blokes milling around. There were trickles, and splashes, and hand dryers blowing. But this toilet block was huge. Spacious. And further down the concourse there was another one of equal size.
And why does this matter? Because around five years ago many of us were being forced to piddle up a wall on the outside of the away stand because Havant & Waterlooville only had two toilets which, according to one female fan who didn’t have the option of pissing in public like a disorderly drunk, had been destroyed by a faecal blitzkrieg.
There would be no tardis of turds for us at the DW stadium. This was a decent away end. Only one concession point was open for the relatively modest contingent from East London today but the many other hatches hidden away behind metal shutters demonstrated that this place could cater for an unruly crowd of thousands if it needed to. In the past, it has.
Arsenal fans would have been in here marvelling over Thierry Henry’s legendary free kick, punctuated with a casual “is that good enough?” nod. As recently as 2012 Man United fans would have trudged down these concrete stairs wondering how they’d just lost to a single goal scored by the man in the dugout for the home side today. The Bolton Wanderers stickers plastered around the walls provide evidence that this space can still get rowdy when it needs to. Mobs from Kazan (Russia), Maribor (Slovenia) and Zulte Waregem (Belgium) have all been here. Not in friendlies, but in an official UEFA competition.
We may have lost, but my earlier reflection at the urinal had put me in a positive mood. We’re in league 1. We’re going nowhere for the time being. And that’s fine. For the next season at the very least we get to do our number ones and twos in proper toilet blocks, in proper stadiums. For that we should be grateful.
And why does this matter? Because around five years ago many of us were being forced to piddle up a wall on the outside of the away stand because Havant & Waterlooville only had two toilets which, according to one female fan who didn’t have the option of pissing in public like a disorderly drunk, had been destroyed by a faecal blitzkrieg.
There would be no tardis of turds for us at the DW stadium. This was a decent away end. Only one concession point was open for the relatively modest contingent from East London today but the many other hatches hidden away behind metal shutters demonstrated that this place could cater for an unruly crowd of thousands if it needed to. In the past, it has.
Arsenal fans would have been in here marvelling over Thierry Henry’s legendary free kick, punctuated with a casual “is that good enough?” nod. As recently as 2012 Man United fans would have trudged down these concrete stairs wondering how they’d just lost to a single goal scored by the man in the dugout for the home side today. The Bolton Wanderers stickers plastered around the walls provide evidence that this space can still get rowdy when it needs to. Mobs from Kazan (Russia), Maribor (Slovenia) and Zulte Waregem (Belgium) have all been here. Not in friendlies, but in an official UEFA competition.
We may have lost, but my earlier reflection at the urinal had put me in a positive mood. We’re in league 1. We’re going nowhere for the time being. And that’s fine. For the next season at the very least we get to do our number ones and twos in proper toilet blocks, in proper stadiums. For that we should be grateful.