Ground
Crawley Town FC spent 48 years at their Town Mead home until the land was sold to developers in 1997. The club then moved to the Broadfield Stadium, about two miles across town. The stadium has a capacity of 5,996 people, and is owned by Crawley Borough Council.
In January 2012 the application for the new 2,000-seater East Stand (and facilities including new turnstiles and Premier League standard flood lights) was accepted by Crawley Council. The upgrade is required to meet the League rules which require a minimum 5,000 capacity stadium. After just one week of construction, the new East Stand was completed on 2 April 2012, bringing the total capacity of the Broadfield Stadium to 5,996. Upon completion, Crawley's first game with the new stand was against League Two side Crewe Alexandra on April the 6th. The match ended in a 1–1 draw, with a new record crowd of 4,723 (previously 4,522).
The record attendance reached 5,058 on Sunday 9 September 2012 when Crawley Town hosted Portsmouth in League One.
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