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Pitch Diary
A groundsman draws football lines overnight until the pitch is larger than the parish.
**Diary of Stan Oakes, Head Groundsman, Fenwick Rovers FC**
**Mon 6 Oct.** Marked out the pitch for Saturday. Lines straight, centre circle true. Mowed at 7. Pitch was perfect. Left the gate shut.
**Tue 7 Oct.** Came in and found a set of lines on the south half, faint, in white powder, running from the penalty spot toward the corner flag. They weren't mine. They looked like someone had dragged a boot across the grass, very carefully, with a steady hand. I raked them out.
**Wed 8 Oct.** Same lines back. This time they curve into the box and stop at the penalty spot, like a bracket around nothing.
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**Committee minutes (Fenwick Rovers, 9 Oct)**
Item 4: Pitch condition. Groundsman reports unexplained markings overnight. Chairman asks whether this is vandalism. Groundsman says no, it's too neat. Chairman asks whether it's the new kit man. Kit man has been dead since 1988.
Agreed: groundsman to install a camera. Groundsman to refrain from raking the lines until the camera has been checked.
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**Diary of Stan Oakes, continued**
**Thu 9 Oct.** Camera installed on the stand. Footage shows nothing until 02:14. Then the grass moves, not in the wind, in a line from the far goal toward the centre spot, and the lines appear behind it, one after another, as if someone walking backwards is marking the pitch with a stick.
I can't see anyone on the footage. I can see the marks being made.
**Fri 10 Oct.** Lines now complete: a full pitch, drawn in white, with the centre circle, the penalty areas, and a second, smaller circle at the centre spot, filled in. I left them alone. They were beautiful.
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**Match report (Fenwick Rovers v. Lower Hallam, Sat 11 Oct)**
Attendance: 340. Result: 0–0. The referee halted play in the 34th minute when he noticed the lines on the pitch were not the lines he had marked before the game. Players were asked to move off the grass while the markings were checked.
The home captain reported that the grass beneath the centre circle was warm to the touch, and that the second circle, the small one, had been cut into the turf with a blade, and was filled with a dark, sticky soil that smelled of old leather.
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**Diary of Stan Oakes**
**Mon 13 Oct.** The second circle has moved. It's now at the corner flag. The club says I should fill it with fresh sand and re-mark. I did. In the morning it was back, a little larger, a little rounder, and filled with a fine white powder that looks like chalk from the dressing room.
**Wed 15 Oct.** I stayed late and watched the pitch from the dugout. At midnight the grass rose in a long line from the touchline, as if something under it were pushing up, very slowly, toward the lights. It didn't break the surface. It just made a long, low ridge across the pitch, and then it settled, and I heard it, in the dark, breathing.
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**Committee minutes (Fenwick Rovers, 17 Oct)**
Item 2: Pitch. Groundsman reports the markings are now permanent and cannot be removed. Several committee members have walked the pitch and report the grass is warm, and that the lines are gently moving with a rhythm like a pulse.
Item 3: Fixture. Lower Hallam have asked to play at Fenwick. Chairman agrees.
Item 4: Groundsman has requested a holiday. Refused.
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**Diary of Stan Oakes**
**Thu 23 Oct.** I'm not going to mark the pitch again. I've got my own stick now, and my own tin of white, and I've been out there every night for a week. Every line I draw, the pitch grows a little, past the touchline, past the terraces, into the car park and the houses behind.
I can see the streetlights from the middle of the pitch. They're much further away than they should be.
**Sat 25 Oct.** Match day. The crowd came in. Thirty thousand. The grass held. The referee's whistle went through the stand and out over the road, and the lines were perfect, and the players ran them, back and forth, without looking down, the way you walk a path you know by heart.
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**Match report (Fenwick Rovers v. Lower Hallam, Sat 25 Oct, abandoned 89th minute)**
Score: 0–0. The pitch had grown to the size of the parish. Spectators reported that the far touchline could not be seen from the stand. Players were unable to find the exit.
The referee blew for full time at 89 minutes. Nobody left the field. The crowd is still in the stands. The lines are still being marked. Stan Oakes has been seen at the centre spot, kneeling, with his stick, drawing a final circle around the whole ground.
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**Final diary entry (Stan Oakes, undated)**
The pitch is finished. It's perfect. Every line is straight and white, and the goals are in exactly the right place, and nobody has to be told where to stand.
I've left the gate open. The lights are on. The crowd can come in whenever they like, and go out whenever they choose, and the ground will always be marked for the next game.
I'm going home now. I've left the stick in the centre circle, in the grass. It's pointing toward the way out.