Knaresborough Town F.C. - Honours

Honours

  • West Riding County FA County Challenge Cup Winners: 2009-10
  • West Yorkshire League Challenge Trophy Winners: 2009-10
  • West Yorkshire League Premier Division League winners: 2008-09
  • West Yorkshire League Premier Division League Cup Winners: 1993-94
  • West Yorkshire League Division One League Cup
    • Winners: 1970-71
  • West Yorkshire League Division Two
    • Champions: 1969-70
  • West Yorkshire Division Two League Cup
    • Winners: 1958-59, 1960–61
  • York Football League
    • Champions: 1902-03, 1903–04, 1904–05, 1908–09, 1924–25, 1925–26, 1928–29, 1933–34, 1934–35
  • York Football League Division One
    • Champions: 1952-53
  • York Football League Division Two
    • Champions: 1951-52
  • Harrogate and District League
    • Champions: 1964-65, 1965–66, 1966–67
    • League Cup Winners: 1965-66, 1967–68
  • Harrogate FA
  • Whitworth Cup Winners: 1907-08, 1911–12, 1920–21, 1922–23, 1925–26, 1926–27, 1927–28, 1929–30, 1932–33, 1933–34, 1936–37, 1958–59, 1964–65, 1968–69, 1971–72, 1973–74, 1988–89, 1994–95, 2005–06, 2007–08,2009-10.
  • Hulme Cup Winners: 2009-10.
  • Charity Cup Winners: 2010-11

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