Stands
The Ian Greaves Stand - currently the largest stand made up of an upper and lower tier, and executive seating. The stand has a capacity of 5,417 (2,764 in the upper tier, and 2,509 in the lower tier).
Quarry Lane End - situated behind the South goal, housing the home fans, with a capacity of 1,968. The players' tunnel is located in the corner of this stand adjacent to the West Stand.
North Stand - situated behind the opposite goal from the Quarry Lane End, this was traditionally the home terrace although safety issues meant this would swap with the Quarry Lane End and become the away stand. Capacity of 1,910.
Bishop Street Stand - this stand, which runs along the side of the pitch opposite the West Stand, is not in use after being condemned. The dugouts are in front of this stand which is boarded up to prevent access. There are plans to build a new 2,800 capacity stand including new dressing rooms and television facilities, however no formal steps have been taken to implement such plans.
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