AFC Bournemouth 1 Fulham 0
Premier League
Monday 14 April 2025

Cherries chapter
The context
Our long-awaited 92nd League ground. It was hard to believe after trying for so long. Dean Court’s modest size made tickets almost impossibly scarce, so John and I – after years of frustration – eventually gave in and trekked here last November for a women’s game. This secured the precious loyalty points that qualified us for tonight’s basic hospitality package.
The history
Bournemouth didn’t exist as such until Victorian times. This area had been open heathland, frequented only by grazing cattle and an occasional farmer or smuggler. But many such isolated communities became thriving resorts during the late nineteenth century. Before long Thomas Hardy commented on its “glittering novelty” in Tess of the D’Urbervilles as royalty, politicians and well-off thrill-seekers came here to sample the sea air.
Railways helped make the seaside accessible. Bournemouth soon had two big stations, East (1870) and West (1874). These connected with the main Waterloo line at Christchurch, while trains also ran cross-country to Bristol via Poole. Population rose from 600 to 60,000; neighbouring villages such as Boscombe, Westbourne and Pokesdown grew equally rapidly, becoming part of a new municipal borough.
East was known as Bournemouth Central after 1899. Most services terminated at West until Beeching wielded his short-sighted axe; the Pines Express ran daily between there and Manchester Mayfield, while dozens of long-distance trains arrived from Northern towns on summer Saturdays. Enthusiasts flocked to see unfamiliar steam locomotives that brought heavy passenger trains over the Somerset & Dorset line’s notorious gradients.
This hundred-mile route treated holidaymakers to spectacular views of the Mendips and Somerset Levels. But construction had been tricky, maintenance proved expensive and local services were neither punctual nor profitable. The Bournemouth West site is still easy to spot off Ashley Road; Broadstone Way recalls its curving track away from Poole towards Blandford Forum..
Many impressive civic buildings were built. Hardy’s rural characters marvelled at two piers, pine groves, promenades and covered gardens. The Prince of Wales installed Lillie Langtry, his reputed mistress, at Red House; Mont Dore Hotel residents could take specially-imported Auvergne spring water, and Westbourne Arcade offered high-class shops beneath a covered arcade.
This became the first municipal town to regularly provide live music for residents. A four-thousand capacity Winter Gardens – modelled on London’s Crystal Palace – opened in 1893, hosting concerts by Edward Elgar, Hubert Parry, Gustav Holst and Jean Sibelius. Bournemouth Pavilion Theatre regularly staged top West End productions and popular music-hall shows.
Football also thrived. Local team Boscombe had been Southern League members since 1920; they now joined the Football League as Bournemouth & Boscombe Athletic, and would remain a Third Division side for fifty consecutive – if mostly unremarkable – seasons. Their simple ground stood in King’s Park, near the site of Thistledown Barrow and surrounded by sedate public gardens laid out to commemorate Edward VII’s coronation.
Decades of safe predictability were ended by relegation to Division Four in 1970. An entertaining side built by John Bond promptly went straight back up, with Ted MacDougall and Phil Boyer getting fifty-three goals between them. The pair had been at York together; they subsequently proved just as deadly elsewhere, joining first Bond’s new club Norwich City and then Southampton.
The club celebrated promotion by renaming themselves AFC Bournemouth. An impressionistic new badge – depicting celebrated former player Dickie Dowsett – was also designed. MacDougall just carried on scoring. He added another thirty-five League goals to his forty-two from 1970-71, and scored three hat-tricks in the 11-0 FA Cup rout of non-League Margate.
MacDougall’s diving header at Villa Park on 12 February 1972 thrilled Match of the Day viewers. But a 2-1 defeat left Bournemouth third, which – in days when only two teams went up – was where they ultimately finished. First Division managers began eyeing him up; Manchester United badly needed a striker and got their man for £200,000.
It would be fifteen more years before promotion was finally secured. Its architect – ambitious young manager Harry Redknapp – had played here for four seasons after leaving West Ham in 1972. Redknapp then coached Seattle Sounders, Phoenix Fire and Oxford City; his first season as manager saw Bournemouth memorably knock Manchester United out of the FA Cup.
The ensuing Second Division interlude didn’t last long. Things might have been very different but for desperate luck with injuries during 1989-90. The season’s final fixture – against promotion-chasing Leeds at Dean Court – turned into a must-win affair for both teams, and carnage ensued as thousands of travelling fans left widespread destruction behind them. Leeds won 1-0.
For all its anarchic unpleasantness that long Bank Holiday weekend proved pivotal. Comparable disorder would never again be seen at any British ground as Italia 90 began the gradual erosion of football’s traditionally visceral culture. Redknapp went to watch it and was hospitalised in Rome following a car crash; Dean Court quietly went back to sleep.
Harry Redknapp made his senior debut in 1965. World Cup winners Bobby Moore, Geoff Hurst and Martin Peters were members of the same team. He eventually managed four Premier League clubs, seeing Bournemouth become members of the same self-declared elite. No one has played a more central part in football’s metamorphosis from working-class sport to global business.
The journey
Sky helpfully moved the game at short notice from Saturday afternoon. We therefore booked Premier Inn rooms near Bournemouth station, and – anxious lest anything should go wrong – were driving past Wessex Way’s famous welcome sign not long after midday. Plenty of Fulham fans had already arrived. “Going to football?” enquired the man on reception.
The ground
Simon Inglis described 1980s Dean Court as “immovable, like park benches in autumn.” The Main Stand – brightened up for many years by its red and white striped paddock wall, but later rebuilt as one seated tier – had once sheltered Wembley diners at the 1923 British Empire Exhibition. This unlikely structure was repurposed to supplement the ground’s only existing stand, a much smaller shelter built before World War I.
The so-called New Stand opposite dated from 1957. Narrow covered standing was funded by Freddie Cox’s team reaching that year’s FA Cup quarter-final, during which they beat First Division sides Wolves and Tottenham before playing Manchester United. 29,000 fans packed Dean Court to see the Busby Babes; Brian Bedford put Bournemouth ahead, but two Johnny Berry goals proved enough for their famous visitors.
Terraced ends rounded off this quintessential Third Division ground. One – nearest Kings Park Drive – had been roofed in 1936; the ironically-named Brighton Beach End opposite offered basic facilities for away fans, mercilessly exposing them to Dorset’s frequent rain and fog. Bournemouth drew up ambitious plans for a new stand and sports centre here, but costs spiralled and only the project’s gaunt steel skeleton was ever completed.
Taylor’s overreactive demands could only be addressed by completely rebuilding Dean Court’s perfectly adequate facilities. Plenty of space existed to do so; this permitted an innovative approach that saw the pitch rotated 180 degrees, so that Thistlebarrow Road now ran behind one goal and extra circulation space was created behind three prefabricated stands. Bournemouth played eight home games at Dorchester while construction work took place.
Twelve years went by before finances permitted a permanent stand on the open southern touchline. This raised capacity to its present modest level. Premier League paraphernalia notwithstanding, Dean Court’s appearance and ambience have changed little since. Everything remains quintessentially Third Division; rosy-cheeked schoolboys still chant “Boscombe, back of the net” at corners, while Dowsett’s psychodelic badge is proudly worn fifty years on.
Flesh and wine
No-one had to drive now until tomorrow morning. Bournemouth’s many civilised tourist attractions accordingly stood little chance against the nearest likely-looking boozer, where several hours passed happily by among assorted cider drinkers, Northern expats and its acerbic Scottish landlady. We departed for the ground nicely oiled and with their kind wishes ringing in our ears.
Down at Dean Court the King’s Plaza had opened for business. A simple tent offered free food and drink; its strict opening hours were presumably aimed at preventing rowdiness, but these well-intentioned rules actually served only to make everyone drink faster. We felt duty bound to be last out, and somehow remained upright for the last few yards between here and our final turnstile.
The game
We had scarcely sat down before Antoine Semenyo loped around statuesque defenders and scored directly in front of us. It should have been 2-0 when Evanilson’s volley struck the bar; Rodrigo Muniz and Ryan Sessegnon then fluffed good chances for Fulham, before visiting ‘keeper Bernd Leno pushed away a goalbound Alex Scott effort at his near post.
Fulham found another gear after the break. Alex Iwobi played particularly well and only Kepa’s excellent save kept him out. But chances had been few in this tight contest between two Europa League hopefuls; we found plenty of thinking time as our precious landmark match ticked towards ninety minutes, and put it to good use by deciding that another few pints were called for.
Teams and goals
Bournemouth: Kepa, Kerkez, Senesi (Zabarrnyi 46), Huijsen, Smith, Cook, Adams, Ouattara, Scott (Tavernier 65), Semenyo (Soler 89), Evanilson. Unused subs: Araujo, Brooks, Dennis, Hill, Jebbison, Winterburn.
Fulham: Leno, Robinson, Bassey, Andersen, Castagne, Lukic (Willian 85), Berge (Cairney 59), Iwobi, Pereira (Smith-Rowe 69), Sessegnon (Traore 57), Muniz (Jimenez 57). Unused subs: Benda, Cuenca, Reed, Tete.
Goal: Semenyo 1.
Attendance 11,195.

























