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Football around the world in pictures
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summerisle
The rain, it raineth every day
The Polish cup final
no pro photog am i, but from some Copa Libertadores action here in Asuncion.
Rugby Toffee
Player Valuation: £60m
summerisle
The rain, it raineth every day
Hungariansupport
Player Valuation: £950k
Celebration in Hungary after Cup winning (title defending and doubleing this season) from yesterday.
summerisle
The rain, it raineth every day
jaycee
Player Valuation: £60m
Bet she doesnt spend as long in front of the mirror as Clattenberg
summerisle
The rain, it raineth every day
The Vienna Cricket and Football Club. Winner in 1897 of the Austria Hapsburg Monarchy Challenge Cup, and founded by an Englishman John Gramlich.
If interested in the early history of football in the UK and around the world visit this very interesting site.
http://gottfriedfuchs.blogspot.co.uk/
If interested in the early history of football in the UK and around the world visit this very interesting site.
http://gottfriedfuchs.blogspot.co.uk/
1966efc
Player Valuation: £20m
The Vienna Cricket and Football Club. Winner in 1897 of the Austria Hapsburg Monarchy Challenge Cup, and founded by an Englishman John Gramlich.
If interested in the early history of football in the UK and around the world visit this very interesting site.
http://gottfriedfuchs.blogspot.co.uk/
Not clicking that link for all the tea in China.
Alanbileysfeathercut
Player Valuation: £80m
Your not scottish obviouslyWhat a great World Cup this was.
summerisle
The rain, it raineth every day
Lots of interesting articles on this site.
http://theinsideleft.com/polish-football-landscapes/
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The best way to follow our growing site is via Twitter:@theinsidelefty
OFF THE BEATEN TRACK: POLISH FOOTBALL LANDSCAPES
PHOTOGRAPHY AND WORDS: PRZEMEK NICIEJEWSKI
Away from the big cities and the major leagues lie Poland’s forgotten football fields and during the off-season they are at their most beautiful. Neglected, they simultaneously blend in and jar with their surroundings, but come the end of the winter break, they will be ready for action once again…
A countryside road, a fading, jagged strip of asphalt, which soundlessly changes into a dirt track. A cross near a fork in the road, a dry well, a field which provides its owners with grain.
The landscape denuded of its beauty, stubbornly fighting with the passing time: a typical Polish village. Eastern reality in a pill – a church, a shop, a fire station…and a football pitch.
Good football gives these places a wide berth. It is a land of uneven football fields, broken benches and unresolved social problems. Decomposition, oblivion – these words involuntarily come to mind when one thinks about the local form of this beautiful game.
Sometimes residents of neighbouring villages have no idea about existence of these fields, somewhere off the beaten track, away from the main road, amid overwhelming, oppressive silence.
The thin white line running through the middle of the field is exceptionally uneven, wavy, and as such presents itself at odds with the encoded perception of its natural essence – to equally divide the field into two halves. But there are many more such paradoxes in this football landscape.
There is something appealing about visiting such nooks – places outside the reach of commercialised football; fields that lie totally dormant in the off-season, making them even more grotesque. Nobody takes care of the residual snow, or the bushes that grow on the pitch. Sometimes these places are defeated by local apathy and are condemned to be eternally forgotten. They will only survive in local stories, and only then if they are fortunate.
Only if one makes effort to use their imagination, one will see that here 22 players running after a leather ball.
You can view more of Przemek’s photography here and here. Follow him on twitter@niciejewski1
http://theinsideleft.com/polish-football-landscapes/
Proudly bringing you none of the latest news, gossip and scores
The best way to follow our growing site is via Twitter:@theinsidelefty
OFF THE BEATEN TRACK: POLISH FOOTBALL LANDSCAPES
PHOTOGRAPHY AND WORDS: PRZEMEK NICIEJEWSKI
Away from the big cities and the major leagues lie Poland’s forgotten football fields and during the off-season they are at their most beautiful. Neglected, they simultaneously blend in and jar with their surroundings, but come the end of the winter break, they will be ready for action once again…
A countryside road, a fading, jagged strip of asphalt, which soundlessly changes into a dirt track. A cross near a fork in the road, a dry well, a field which provides its owners with grain.
The landscape denuded of its beauty, stubbornly fighting with the passing time: a typical Polish village. Eastern reality in a pill – a church, a shop, a fire station…and a football pitch.
Good football gives these places a wide berth. It is a land of uneven football fields, broken benches and unresolved social problems. Decomposition, oblivion – these words involuntarily come to mind when one thinks about the local form of this beautiful game.
Sometimes residents of neighbouring villages have no idea about existence of these fields, somewhere off the beaten track, away from the main road, amid overwhelming, oppressive silence.
The thin white line running through the middle of the field is exceptionally uneven, wavy, and as such presents itself at odds with the encoded perception of its natural essence – to equally divide the field into two halves. But there are many more such paradoxes in this football landscape.
There is something appealing about visiting such nooks – places outside the reach of commercialised football; fields that lie totally dormant in the off-season, making them even more grotesque. Nobody takes care of the residual snow, or the bushes that grow on the pitch. Sometimes these places are defeated by local apathy and are condemned to be eternally forgotten. They will only survive in local stories, and only then if they are fortunate.
Only if one makes effort to use their imagination, one will see that here 22 players running after a leather ball.
You can view more of Przemek’s photography here and here. Follow him on twitter@niciejewski1
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