Aye, love a bit nostalgia like. If I happen to be visiting a town that boasts an old football ground I always try to make time to pop along for a shufti, revisit the old days. One time, back in the days when Blackpool were really struggling, I wandered along to see Bloomfield Road. It was sad to see the old place in such a state, peeling paint, rusted ironwork, crumbling concrete. One of the stands must have been closed, grass growing on the terrace where once upon a time thousands stood watching Stan Mathews work his magic.