My dad took me to my first game when i was 6.

Barnsley Reserves. I spent more time collecting straws off the West Stand terrace than watching the game.

But something made an impression on that young lad.

Barnsley Football Club. MY football club. It's not mine because I'm a rich director. It's mine because it's in my heart. And thousands more hearts all around the globe.
With my images of football I try to capture what we. The fans see.

And I try to capture the spirit of the beautiful game as i think it should be seen.

A Game for the working classes.

Whoever your club.


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