FC Metalurh Donetsk - League and Cup History

League and Cup History

Information since Ukraine's Independence

Season Div. Pos. Pl. W D L GS GA P Domestic Cup Europe Notes
1992 3rd "B" 8 16 2 3 11 15 32 7 1/16 finals Relegated
as Antratsyt Kirovske
1992–93 4th 3 34 22 5 7 46 32 49 N/A Promoted
as Antratsyt Kirovske
1993–94 3rd 8 42 18 6 18 50 41 42 1/32 finals as Medita Shakhtarsk
1994–95 7 42 22 8 12 57 36 74 1/64 finals as Medita Shakhtarsk
1995–96 2 38 24 7 7 53 27 94 1/32 finals Promoted
1996–97 2nd 1 46 32 5 9 77 39 101 1/16 finals Promoted
1997–98 1st 6 30 11 7 12 28 27 40 Semi-finals
1998–99 14 30 7 7 16 27 51 28 1/4 finals
1999–00 7 30 11 10 9 39 35 43 1/4 finals
2000–01 5 26 11 9 6 30 24 42 Semi-finals
2001–02 3 26 12 6 8 38 28 42 Semi-finals
2002–03 3 30 18 6 6 44 26 60 1/4 finals UC 1R Lost to Werder Bremen 10–2
2003–04 4 30 14 10 6 51 34 52 1/4 finals UC 1R Lost to Parma 4–1
2004–05 3 30 14 7 9 38 35 49 1/4 finals UC 1R Lost to Lazio 6–0
2005–06 9 30 10 9 11 35 35 39 Semi-finals UC 1R Lost to PAOK 3-3 (away goal)
2006–07 9 30 9 9 12 26 35 36 1/4 finals
2007–08 12 30 6 13 11 34 39 31 Semi-finals
2008–09 4 30 14 7 9 36 27 49 1/4 finals
2009–10 8 30 11 7 12 41 33 40 Runners Up EL Play-off round Lost to Austria Wien 5–4 (aet)
2010–11 8 30 11 5 14 36 45 38 1/16 finals
2011-12 7 30 12 6 12 35 34 42 Runners Up
2012-13 1/16 finals EL 3rd qual. Lost to Tromsø 2–1

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