A council
tax funded meeting place for the less intellegent and feebleminded residents of Stoke on
Trent who consider the substandard display on their pitch to be of premiership quality. These "fans" are usually seen bedecked in their red and white striped XXXL Stoke shirts, bottom lip protruding, saliva dribbling, scratching their freakishly
heavy brows as they contemplate how to negotiate the turnstile whilst communicating in a series of grunts and clicks. Can be heard mentioning 1972 in every sentence, as that was the one and only
time they have been successful, and that was only in the League
cup, a cup without any value whatsoever.