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Live at The Turf

Friday night. FA Cup under the lights. And somehow, Nottingham Forest are the ones climbing off the motorway and heading into Wrexham. A current Premier League side, no less, which means big reputations, sharp suits, and a belief that this is all meant to go very sensibly. History, however, has a habit of getting messy in places like this.

Forest will arrive from the East Midlands with their trademark blend of pace, power, and just enough flair to remind you they’re used to bigger stages. But the FA Cup has never cared much for league status, and the STŌK Cae Ras has an even worse record for respecting it. This is the sort of night where plans unravel, legs get heavy, and “professional” suddenly feels very far away. Their mascot, Robin Hood, won’t be making the trip, apparently outlaw heroes prefer home comforts. Probably wise. Hard to steal the spotlight when 10,000 people are already shouting their lungs out and nobody’s in the mood for fairy tales. Sherwood Forest can keep him. We’ve got enough drama without a bloke in tights loitering on the touchline.

And when it comes to matchday, The Turf is the nerve centre. Got a ticket? This is where the night starts and where it’ll be dissected afterwards, pint by pint. No ticket? You’re exactly where you should be. The match will be live on the TVs, the pub will be packed, and the atmosphere will do its usual trick of feeling louder than the stadium itself. Premier League visitors. FA Cup chaos. Friday night in Wrexham. If you’re not at the STŌK Cae Ras, The Turf is the only acceptable alternative.

Hours
Butty Van
7am – 7:30pm

The Pub
12pm – 12am

FanZone
5pm to 7:30pm

New year, fresh start? Not here. Wrexham’s first home match of 2026 isn’t about resolutions; it’s about reminding everyone that the STŌK Cae Ras still isn’t the place for a quiet afternoon. Norwich City are packing up their pretty football and polite manners for the long trip from East Anglia, ready to test themselves against something far less scenic. They like to talk about patience and possession; the kind of football that looks great on spreadsheets and highlights shows. But once they feel 10,000 voices shaking the stands, their passing drills might start looking more like panic drills.

And as for Captain Canary? He’s staying home, which feels right. Nothing kills the mood faster than a man in a bird suit trying to act menacing. He’ll be perched safely at Carrow Road while his teammates find out what “Welcome to Wrexham” really means.

And The Turf? That’s where it all begins and usually ends. The match won’t be on the telly, but the noise, the pints, and the atmosphere will be everything Norwich wish they’d packed for the trip. Got a ticket? You start and finish here. Didn’t? You’ll still feel every roar through the walls. New year, same Wrexham: loud, relentless, and allergic to subtlety.

Hours
Butty Van
8am – 3pm

The Pub
11am – 12am

FanZone
11:30am – 3pm & 5pm – 7pm

Live at The Turf

Late January, and the foxes will be sniffing around the STŌK Cae Ras, still smug from that 1–1 draw in September at their place, and still convinced they belong somewhere posher. Leicester love to talk about their “Premier League standards,” which is cute, considering how often they’re visiting places like ours these days.

They’ll turn up with their tidy football, endless sideways passes, and that trademark sense of self-importance that lasts right up until the first Wrexham tackle removes it. For a team named after sly animals, they’ve got a habit of getting caught in the headlights. As for Filbert Fox? He’s not making the trip, probably off somewhere hosting a “how to look relevant in the Championship” seminar. And that’s fine. The STŌK Cae Ras already has enough entertainment without a foam-headed fox trying to look fierce.

And The Turf? That’s where it really happens, before, after, and during every second the pub practically shakes. The match will be live on the TVs, the pints will be flowing like Leicester tears, and the atmosphere will do what it always does: make everyone else wish they were Welsh. Got a ticket? You start and finish here. Haven’t? Doesn’t matter. If you’re in The Turf, you’re part of the story. Miss it, and you’ll spend your night pretending you didn’t.

Hours
Butty Van
7am – 8pm

The Pub
12pm – 12am

FanZone
5pm to 8pm

Live at The Turf

Last day of January and Wrexham are rolling into Hillsborough, where Sheffield Wednesday will be waiting with big noise, big gestures, and the unshakable belief that history alone should count as goals. The Owls play their football like they play their crowd, loud, physical, and absolutely convinced the ref is against them from minute one. The last time we met, back in August at the STŌK Cae Ras, it finished all square. Wednesday fans remember it as “points dropped.” Wrexham remember it as “still unbeaten against all that fuss.” Funny how perspective works.

And because it’s their house, Ozzie and Barney Owl will be in attendance, two mascots, one touchline, and enough flapping to generate their own weather system. It’s meant to be intimidating, apparently. In reality, it looks like a stag do that’s gone badly wrong at a fancy dress shop.

Not heading to Sheffield? The Turf is where this one belongs. The match will be live on the TVs, the pints will be flowing freely, and the commentary won’t stand a chance once opinions start flying. No freezing seats, no railway stress, just football, noise, and people who know exactly how this should be watched. Away day chaos, end-of-month nonsense, and two owls losing control of the airspace. If you’re not in Hillsborough, you’d better be in The Turf, because this one deserves witnesses.

Hours

Butty Van
7am – 3pm

The Pub
12pm – 12am

FanZone
Closed