Sydney Cricket Ground - Stands

Stands

In its present configuration, the SCG is a playing field surrounded by a collection of separate grandstand structures. From the northern end, clockwise, they are:

  • M. A. Noble Stand – Built 1936, Demolished 2012 – Members seating, it was also used for general public admission during events with low attendance.
  • Bradman Stand – Built 1973, Demolished 2012 – Public reserved seating.
  • Dally Messenger Stand -Demolished 2012 – General admission.
  • Bill O'Reilly Stand (previously named Pat Hills Stand) – Built 1984 – Corporate boxes and public reserved seating.
  • Victor Trumper Stand – Constructed in 2007/2008, replaced Yabba's Hill and Doug Walters Stand, corporate boxes and public reserved seating.
  • Clive Churchill Stand – Built 1986 – Corporate boxes and public reserved seating.
  • Brewongle Stand – Built 1980 – Corporate boxes and public reserved seating.
  • Ladies' Stand – Built 1896 – Members seating, also used for general public admission during events with low attendance.
  • Members' Stand – Built 1878 – Members seating.

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