Surin City FC
Ground: Sri Narong Stadium
Capacity: 4,000
Club Founded: 2009
League: Thai League 3 Northeast (current level)
Surin is a typical Isan city and province in Thailand's northeast. While neighbouring football clubs thrive, the Crazy Elephants are yet to capitalise.
Surin City: The Early Years
Goals were shared by Jakkaparn Chaiyasang and Apichat Polpoon over the next couple of seasons. Thai football was reorganised to have four tiers for the 2017 campaign, with City being placed in Thai League 4 Northeast, where Sathorn Junsoem found the net the most often.
Watthanapon Chinthong became a hero to fans with his goals before the Thai League was reduced to three professional levels. Placed in Thai League 3 Northeast, the side was coached by Watcharapong Samanthong. He was replaced at the start of the 2012-22 campaign by Tanut Pattaramaneesre.
Chitsanupong Minphimai shared goals with the reliable Watthanapon as the club continued its policy of not signing foreign players. The 2025-26 season saw City finish in sixth place.
My visits
Surin City 1 Sisaket United 0
Thai League 3 Northeast - Sunday 26th February 2023
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Planning the Day Out
Going to a game at least once a week is my aim after moving to Sisaket to start a new life. Keeping up with the aim looked like a piece of cake, as on this occasion, I had a choice of four games. All at venues I had never previously visited. But Surin was the one I wanted to go to, for several reasons.
Planning the Day Out
Going to a game at least once a week is my aim after moving to Sisaket to start a new life. Keeping up with the aim looked like a piece of cake, as on this occasion, I had a choice of four games. All at venues I had never previously visited. But Surin was the one I wanted to go to, for several reasons.
I had stayed a night in the city during a tour of the area in 2018, so I was keen to revisit after previous happy memories. It was also the pick of the games, as Sisaket required a win to push for the regional title. They were my biggest local club, and I was quickly growing an affinity towards them.
However, there was a nagging doubt about whether I could get back after the game, with knowledge regarding public transport being so sparsely available online. I asked Taew, my good lady, to try phone numbers at Surin Bus Terminal, but they seemed unable to help.
However, there was a nagging doubt about whether I could get back after the game, with knowledge regarding public transport being so sparsely available online. I asked Taew, my good lady, to try phone numbers at Surin Bus Terminal, but they seemed unable to help.
I tried the United and a fan page on Facebook to ask if there was any supporter transport, but I got no reply. I also tried expat pages on the same medium in both cities, but the answers were not filling me with confidence. It looked like I would be heading to Ubon Ratchathani for my fix.
On Saturday teatime, after attending a spiritual festival at a relative’s house in the village, I asked Taew to try the bus station at Sisaket for me. My eyes lit up when she said that the last one back from Surin was at 6pm.
On Saturday teatime, after attending a spiritual festival at a relative’s house in the village, I asked Taew to try the bus station at Sisaket for me. My eyes lit up when she said that the last one back from Surin was at 6pm.
Sunday morning, I had completed my early morning bicycle ride, listened to some of the Test match from Wellington and got myself ready for my wonderful lady to take me to Kanthararom, where I left her to go shopping while I headed round to the bus station.
The Journey
Before long, my small bus arrived to take me to Sisaket for 53 Baht, perfectly timed to give me a few minutes before my minivan set off to Surin. The service was cramped, but the kind driver got me a single seat. The fare was 75 Baht, and it took just over two hours.
The main road between the two places was having lots of work done to it, including what looked like a new flyover. We also stopped at a couple of small towns to drop off passengers and goods. It was an interesting journey if nothing else.
The Journey
Before long, my small bus arrived to take me to Sisaket for 53 Baht, perfectly timed to give me a few minutes before my minivan set off to Surin. The service was cramped, but the kind driver got me a single seat. The fare was 75 Baht, and it took just over two hours.
The main road between the two places was having lots of work done to it, including what looked like a new flyover. We also stopped at a couple of small towns to drop off passengers and goods. It was an interesting journey if nothing else.
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| Sisaket's Brazilian forward Neto gives the thumbs up |
Rediscovering Surin
When I arrived, I made sure that the last bus was at 6pm, before I commandeered a tuk-tuk to take me to Thanon Sirirut, AKA Soi Kola, where I knew of a couple of bars that opened at lunchtime. I was back on my stomping ground from five years previously, adjacent to the Thong Tarin Hotel.
In fact, it might have even been the same bar where I had watched the opening game of the 2018 World Cup. Whatever, the A&A Fantasy Bar did the job with a Hawaiian Pizza, and three bottles of Beer Lao, before I sorted a Grab taxi to the stadium.
Match Build Up
Match Build Up
Entry to the ground was paid at the gate to the complex, from where spectators were free to wander about. I went over and said hello to a group of away fans gathered near the team bus before seeking out further refreshments.
Despite having several stalls, nowhere served beer. A Coke it would have to be, as I grabbed a photo of Neto, one of United’s overseas contingent, before I joined the rest of the visitors in the stand. They made up around half of the attendance.
The Match
Sisaket had the strong wind at their back in the first half, with the first effort seeing a long, low shot from Phutchapong Namsrithan being tipped around by home goalie Jeerasak Phananut, which hardly raised a cheer, as the game at this stage was creating no crowd noise whatsoever.
The Match
Sisaket had the strong wind at their back in the first half, with the first effort seeing a long, low shot from Phutchapong Namsrithan being tipped around by home goalie Jeerasak Phananut, which hardly raised a cheer, as the game at this stage was creating no crowd noise whatsoever.
Sri Narong Stadium, located to the south of the city, near the old airport, was a typical Sports Authority of Thailand venue, with a running track, one covered stand and an open terrace opposite, virtually identical to the two sides in Sisaket, right down to the paintwork, which started orange, but had since faded and now looked more like pink than its original shade.
It was certainly showing signs of age, and the pitch wasn’t any better, being hard and bumpy, which, along with the wind, added nothing to the spectacle. Romário Alves’s wild effort for United interested only the ballboys.
It was certainly showing signs of age, and the pitch wasn’t any better, being hard and bumpy, which, along with the wind, added nothing to the spectacle. Romário Alves’s wild effort for United interested only the ballboys.
Up at the other end, a low effort from Watthanapon Chinthong was easily gathered by Sisaket stopper Itthipon Kamsuprom. The home side continued to play the conditions well and looked dangerous on the occasional counter.
A fierce cross on the left from Aphidet Sawaengsuk found the head of Adisorn Bunloet, whose downward effort was saved. United’s Phattharpong Phengchaem, who was tricky throughout, had a cross-shot that went wide of the post.
A fierce cross on the left from Aphidet Sawaengsuk found the head of Adisorn Bunloet, whose downward effort was saved. United’s Phattharpong Phengchaem, who was tricky throughout, had a cross-shot that went wide of the post.
Some excellent work from Neto, who had a good game in general, saw a cross find the unmarked Cristian Alex at the back stick. The third Brazilian somehow headed wide with what looked like an open goal.
This was the third time I’d seen United, and Alex’s attitude hadn’t impressed me in two of the matches. He lumbered about and did a lot of moaning. Before the end of the half, Santos teed himself up for a volley that flew wide. Sisaket had not taken advantage of the conditions.
This was the third time I’d seen United, and Alex’s attitude hadn’t impressed me in two of the matches. He lumbered about and did a lot of moaning. Before the end of the half, Santos teed himself up for a volley that flew wide. Sisaket had not taken advantage of the conditions.
At the interval, I chatted to an away fan, went for a walk to take a look at the Provincial Sport Stadium next door, which looked barely used, though later research pointed to concerts and the annual Elephant Festival, took some photos around the stadium, and nipped over the road to grab a small can of Singha.
I rejoined the couple next to me in the stand for the second half, the wife of the partnership being a jolly soul, who seemed to enjoy my frustrations at the performance. United were playing reasonably, but barely threatened. I had seen games such as this play out many times before.
I rejoined the couple next to me in the stand for the second half, the wife of the partnership being a jolly soul, who seemed to enjoy my frustrations at the performance. United were playing reasonably, but barely threatened. I had seen games such as this play out many times before.
It was no shock at the sixty-fifth-minute mark, when Heman Kittiamphaipruek didn’t notice the impressive Watthanapon nip in as he dithered. The defender kicked the forward where he assumed the ball would be. Referee Manuschai Chawong was bang average all afternoon, but he was spot on in awarding a penalty.
The visiting team complained for quite some time, realising that they were making a proper mess of things. The officials were unmoved as the prolific Watthanapon dusted himself down before firing the kick straight down the middle past the diving Kamsuprom.
The visiting team complained for quite some time, realising that they were making a proper mess of things. The officials were unmoved as the prolific Watthanapon dusted himself down before firing the kick straight down the middle past the diving Kamsuprom.
It awoke the away supporters up who, for some reason, felt aggrieved, while Alex continued whinging at everything. Sisaket decided that it was time to try to do something about it, but the hosts were not going to let go of their advantage.
Surin went close to a second when Amnat Sooknoi took a free kick, finding Noppadol Rojchanakongyoo, whose flicked header went just over the bar. The away team plugged away, but nothing was going their way as they became more and more frustrated.
Surin went close to a second when Amnat Sooknoi took a free kick, finding Noppadol Rojchanakongyoo, whose flicked header went just over the bar. The away team plugged away, but nothing was going their way as they became more and more frustrated.
Meanwhile, I had my eyes on other things. I had a train tracker on my phone, which indicated that the last train back was running at least twenty minutes late. I decided to order a Grab taxi when the board went up to indicate five minutes of additional time.
Journey Home
When there was a stoppage in play, I went to watch the end of the game near the exit in the open area behind the goal. Surin deservedly hung on, while I jumped into my ride, which delivered me at the station with fifteen minutes to spare.
Journey Home
When there was a stoppage in play, I went to watch the end of the game near the exit in the open area behind the goal. Surin deservedly hung on, while I jumped into my ride, which delivered me at the station with fifteen minutes to spare.
The fare was 20 Baht, and it took less time than the minivan. Taew sorted me a taxi, which was eventually located when I arrived back in Sisaket, for me to be taken home ready for some food, drink and to get warm on what had become a cold, blustery night. Now, where are the next week’s fixtures?
A day familiar like all others, as many other seasoned football supporters will have experienced, quite likely many times. A great day out spoiled slightly by the match. Yet, within minutes of getting home, plans are being made for the following week.
A day familiar like all others, as many other seasoned football supporters will have experienced, quite likely many times. A great day out spoiled slightly by the match. Yet, within minutes of getting home, plans are being made for the following week.
Surin City v Sisaket United - Postponed
Friendly - Saturday 27th July 2024
The new season was approaching, so my pal John and I decided to go and see how Sisaket were preparing ahead of their League 2 campaign. We set off, with my friend driving, catching up before we parked and enjoyed lunch at the Aussie Bar on the farang strip in the city.
Rain Stops Play
The rain hammered down while we relaxed and enjoyed the hospitality and good service before it relented for a few minutes’ journey to Si Narong Stadium. It was immediately evident that, despite pushing it timewise, we were not going to miss the kickoff as the teams were running around the track.
A Sisaket player came into the stands and spoke to friends, while the two managers chatted. Then the drinks containers and balls started to be taken back down the tunnel, followed by the players. The match was postponed owing to the condition of the pitch.
Slightly disappointed, we drove to Leo’s in Sisaket, enjoying listening to Test Match Special from a sunny Edgbaston and having a lovely chat. I then made very good value from the beer buffet as the Guinness was on song before we departed. Still an excellent day with no footballers to spoil it.
A Sisaket player came into the stands and spoke to friends, while the two managers chatted. Then the drinks containers and balls started to be taken back down the tunnel, followed by the players. The match was postponed owing to the condition of the pitch.
Slightly disappointed, we drove to Leo’s in Sisaket, enjoying listening to Test Match Special from a sunny Edgbaston and having a lovely chat. I then made very good value from the beer buffet as the Guinness was on song before we departed. Still an excellent day with no footballers to spoil it.
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