The terraces at The Goldstone were already crumbling when I first started going regularly as a 13 year old in 1982. The East Stand was uncovered, the North Stand didn't have a roof for ages, the bogs were disgusting, the catering was poor. Sure, I have happy memories of the matches, the...
I'm 49 and every time I walk up to The Amex I still get a buzz about how brilliant the place is. There is NOTHING I miss about any of our previous stadiums at all.