Manchester United Football Ground Railway Station

Manchester United Football Ground railway station, often known as the Old Trafford Halt or Manchester United FC Halt, is on the southern Liverpool Lime Street-Manchester Piccadilly railway line, between Deansgate and Trafford Park. The station was constructed by the Cheshire Lines Committee and opened on 21 August 1935. It was provided with one timber-built platform and was served, on match days only, by a shuttle service of steam-hauled trains from Manchester Central railway station. It was initially named United Football Ground, but was renamed Old Trafford Football Ground in early 1936. The date of change to the current name is not known.

The station has a direct connection to the Old Trafford football stadium and the platform is adjacent to the south stand of the stadium. The station is not a regularly served stop on the line and is only open on match days—when Northern Rail run services to the halt; Northern Rail also manage and operate the single platform.

Under proposed public transport improvements for Greater Manchester, the station would be closed and replaced with a new station a short distance away in White City, where regular services would stop.

Preceding station National Rail Following station
Deansgate Northern Rail
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