For a moment of a time - saltstreets
In the whirlwind he can’t quite marshal how he feels about being suddenly kissed in a very real fashion by Xabi Alonso, he can’t even really understand how he feels about anything right then and all that rot about a kiss lasting a lifetime is just that: rot, because it’s incredibly quick and over so soon and Stevie just laughs riotously, amazedly, and Xabi, grinning right back into the crook of Stevie’s neck, whispers “We did it, we are champions.”
A Sense of Life Around The Game: Non-League in Poland by Przemek Niciejewski
Far from full stadiums, there are onlookers of every kind watching the wondrous non-league football around Poland. From cars that pull over to dogs that want to pitch invade, Przemek Niciejewski spent many of his Sundays capturing an environment that runs right alongside hints of culture in his country.
In Przemek’s words, “Football has resided in me for over 25 years, when the first time I watched (consciously) a football match in Wieluń (Poland). During this time I have seen countless number of matches, the non-league struggles in Poland or Germany and the big stadiums in Barcelona or Manchester. From the very beginning of my relationship with football I’ve been fascinated by everything that is happening around the stadiums.
The native pub, the endemic coloring, tissue of specific human personalities. So I am interested in everything that has a profound impact on how terraces look and behave during the beautiful game.
In Nottingham I met a man who hadn’t left the game of Forest more than 1500 times in a row. In Mönchegladbach someone collects match programmes of local Borussia over 40 years. There is a pub in Liverpool, close to Anfield Road , that for most of the regulars is a second home. Literally.
Memory is fleeting. I collect the tickets, write a diary, but the photography, despite its limitations, arranges the memories in the best and emotional way. I try to capture this particular “moment”. The moment an individual happiness, collective ecstasy, but also sadness, or even suffering due to the unfavorable situation on the pitch.
Football is something more than 90 minutes. For many people caught up in my photographs is the sense of life.”
I remember being at Anfield and before every kick off they used to play the top 10 from No.10 to No.1, and so You’ll Never Walk Alone was played before the match. I was at the game and the fans started singing it. They were singing my song and it was great! When it went out of the top 10 they took the song off the playlist and then for the next match the Kop were shouting ‘Where’s our song?’ So they had to put it back on. Now, every time I go to the game I still get goose pimples when the song comes on and I sing my head off.
- Gerry Marsden on what You’ll Never Walk Alone means to him
Let's all show support for Steven Gerrard today. Let this day, his last game playing in the Liverpool shirt on the grounds of Anfield road, respect the legend Steven Gerrard. Liverpool Captain, England Captain. Today is for Stevie.
All round the fields of Anfield Road Where once we watched the King Kenny play (and could he play!) We had Highway on the wing We had dreams and songs to sing Of the glory round the fields of Anfield Road