'The Owls' as the club were known as, played local regional league football for many years. In 1960 as members of the London League, Town moved into the first ever sports centre to be built in the UK. The Harlow Sportcentre on Hammarskjold Road attracted a better class of player to allow the club to progress.
In 1962 they moved into the more competitive Delphian League and then the Athenian League. In 1966 Town arranged a prestigious friendly game against the Uruguay national team who were staying nearby during the 1966 World Cup. Benfica also used the Sportcentre before their 1968 European Cup Final at Wembley against Manchester United.
Miraculously an 89th minute equaliser forced a replay. An official attendance of 9,723 packed into The Sportcentre to see a John McKenzie goal send Town through. Watford was the destination for the fourth round tie and despite a heroic performance in front of 24,000 fans the dream was over as The Hornets won 4-3.
The club continued to compete in the Isthmian League before disaster struck in the shape of a financial crisis. The club dropped out of all football for the 1992-93 season as work on the half built new ground on Roydon Road ground to a halt. In June 1993, Italian restaurant owner Georgio Di Benedetto and builder John Taylor officially gave the club a cash injection, which led to a huge refurbishment of the Sportcentre allowing them to resume membership in the Isthmian League.
In the 2009-10 season the club entered into administration and took on a CVA while being deducted ten points. They finished bottom of the league with former favourite Marvin Samuel in charge of the team, but were saved from relegation to the Essex Senior League as clubs further up the pyramid dropped out of their respective leagues.
In January 2010 new owners took over the club with Danny Chapman coming in as the new manager; leading the side to the play-offs where Town were defeated in the semi-finals by Wingate & Finchley.
After another decent finish the 2012-13 season was one of disappointment; not helped by the deduction of ten points for an administrative error. A new 3G surface was laid in the summer of 2013, with Barrows Farm being renamed Harlow Arena.
The new pitch suited the Owls as they defeated Heybridge Swifts in the semi-final of the play-offs before losing the final 3-0 to Witham Town. The club launched a new youth academy in the summer of 2014 with several youth teams using the 3G surface at Harlow Arena.
Chapman's side just missed out on the league title in 2014-15 and then lost the semi-final of the play-offs 4-3 to Thurrock after extra time. A third place finish in 2015-16 meant a third consecutive play-off campaign, but this time it would end in success.
Cray Wanderers were defeated 3-0 in the semi-final before AFC Hornchurch were seen off 3-1 at Harlow Arena to seal promotion to the Premier Division of the Isthmian League, where they finished in a mid table position in the 2016-17 season.
Harlow Town FC will play in the Eastern Counties League Division One South in the 2023-24 season.
My visits
I passed by the former artificial ski slope and down the bank to find the clubhouse at the rear of the Main Stand. I enjoyed a few beers in a very vibrant atmosphere including about a score of visiting fans.
Town had begun the season in fine style and their passionate support certainly got behind their side. They went on to win a reasonable game 1-0.
Harlow Town 1 Waltham Forest 1 (Friday 15th March 2013) Isthmian League Division One North (att: 122)
The Ryman Isthmian League were keen for fixtures to be played right across the weekend in an attempt to increase attendances and awareness, including their support of the 'Kick it Out' campaign, so I was delighted to see that I had an opportunity to visit Barrows Farm on a day off.
The weather was poor all day and one or two tweets coming from Harlow had me slightly concerned as to whether the game would be on or not. Indeed, after a tube and train ride before taking a fast rail service from Tottenham Hale to Harlow Town, I even checked out whether the greyhound racing was on at the nearby stadium as a back up plan.
The long boring outer ring road that was Elizabeth Way led me to the stadium. I hardly saw a soul and definitely no pubs or activity. My only company was my phone radio and passing traffic. The rain was lashing down and the wind was bad when it got through the trees. The floodlights on the horizon were a welcome sight.
My immediate impression was one of a decent arena, albeit in the middle of nowhere, save for a few office buildings over yet another large roundabout. I walked up the slope past the parked cars and went to pay my entrance fee.
I nearly fainted when I was told it was £11 including a programme, a full £2.50 more than at Brentwood the previous evening. The gateman said admission without a programme was £9 but I assumed I wanted one, which was clever sales technique on his part. I realised that the club were struggling financially, but would charging so much encourage any new fans?
Barrows Farm really was a decent new ground. One side had a decent sizes covered terracing, with a seated stand with corporate boxes at the rear stood opposite. The rest of the ground was flat open standing, but there was room for future development and there was also plenty of barriers in place to give the arena an organised feel.
The bar was at ground floor level next to the seated stand with a refreshment kiosk as part of the arrangement. I recognised several faces from groundhopping as I sat with my beer. My choice of seats made me popular as an official put up the teamsheet next to me.
The visitors scurried across with their notepads, whereas one or two of us simply took a photo of it for future reference. The official giggled as he told me that he'd made me popular. At least one or two were speaking. Anything was better than Lenny Henry and Comic Relief on the TV.
At this point a gent introduced himself. It was Gary the Charlton fan, who I'd met at the Cray v Tooting match a couple of years previously through a mutual friend. We'd got on really well that night so it was a pleasure to bump into him again. We caught up with how our respective teams were getting on and lamented as to the merits of Harlow as a town.
Before kick off we walked round to the terrace and got a place with a decent view, not that there was too much jostling. We were joined by Russell, a Wycombe fan who I'd made contact with by Twitter and Facebook but had never met in person before. He was a good young chap who was very enthusiastic about his hobby. It was good to be with like minded pleasant company.
The wind was howling down the pitch with the rain still falling and was at the backs of the home side. The pitch was holding up surprisingly well. Harlow's number nine Kwane Asamoah was creating problems with his physique, but didn't look like scoring. To be fair nor did either side. I commented to my pals that I thought that we were destined for a 0-0.
I was proved wrong as we walked round for a cuppa, as Forest's Jack Leashman chested down a ball and volleyed into the corner. It was a fine finish and out of character for the fare on offer. The whistle blew for the interval soon after. The catering was at least excellent value with a Bovril costing 90p and a tray of chips £1.20.
We returned to our position for the second half while discussing how long before the end of the game we needed to leave to catch the 10.06 train. We certainly didn't want to be stranded at the station longer than we needed to be. The visitors keeper Chico Ramos kept his side ahead with a fine save as Town looked to equalise.
Throughout the game the local youths really got behind their side with vocal encouragement. Unfortunately at times this led to pure abuse of the visiting team. In the second half they were positioned behind the Forest bench.
A couple were really pushing their luck, thinking that because a fence was separating them they could say what they liked. The visiting bench reacted, which didn't help matters. The home bench were also most verbal whenever the Forest coaches appealed for any decision.
With around ten minutes remaining, a bad tackle from Manny Sackey of Waltham could easily have resulted in a red card. I thought he caught the ball, but his follow through broke the leg of Harlow player Mitchell Das. The challenge made a terrible sound.
Das had to be taken away on a stretcher and while play was held up the loudest of the locals really got stuck into the visitors. No-one likes to see anyone injured, but sometimes it happens. It doesn't need cranking up any further by people not directly involved. Waltham Forest immediately sent their best wishes to Das at full time via Twitter.
Predictably enough, the action was feisty from then on. Gary and I made our way round to the exit and made a run for it on what was around a couple of minutes into stoppage time. We'd gone a couple of hundred metres when the silence was broken by the sound of the air raid siren in the terrace with the home fans. Player coach Danny Brown had popped up in the ninety fifth minute to grab the equaliser. Apparently they could have gone on to win it after that.
We got back to the station in time for our intended service to warm through. We got out at Tottenham Hale and I said my farewell as I caught the Overground back home. It had been a decent evening, thanks mainly to the company.
Harlow Town 3 Cray Wanderers 0 (Wednesday 27th April 2016) Isthmian League Division One North Play-Off Semi-Final (att: 832)
Admission was £10, with a programme full of reading an extra quid. Crowds were already building and it was obvious that the gate would be well in advanced of the norm of around 250. The club were well prepared with upstairs in the clubhouse selling bottled beer and tea and coffee. Both were a reasonable £1.
We ventured out on what was a breezy but pleasant evening and wandered round to the cover on the far side. The Harlow Arena as the ground had been renamed by the new owners was unchanged from my previous visit, apart from it having an artificial pitch installed. Enfield 1893 had become Harlow’s tenants.
A fabulous move right down the pitch ended with Dave Diedhiou hitting the outside of the post with a powerful drive. The home side forced the ever excellent Tom Lovelock into a fine save as they looked to get back into the game.
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