A place was reserved for the womenfolk to wait downstairs whilst the men watched the match from up top Photograph: Stuart Roy Clarke
The club don't have to move across town to play, as they did after Old Trafford was bombed during World War 2. The reconstruction work will continue whilst the team do their thing on the pitch Photograph: Stuart Roy Clarke
The entire end captured on film. Photograph: Stuart Roy Clarke
Hibs v Hearts in the Edinburgh derby, with Salisbury Crags and Arthur's Seat in the background. Photograph: Stuart Roy Clarke
Back in Liverpool they are waiting to get the European Cup back. Others borrowed it for a few years Photograph: Stuart Roy Clarke
He starts by mumbling. After all these Gretna boys are not his team. He does not want to overstep his mark. He gives them a short story about honesty. The players are all ears. He has their respect. Sir Bobby gets excited. This promotion decider, he tells them, is about having seven or more players performing better than the oppostion. Which, if you do, then you will undoubtedly win Photograph: Stuart Roy Clarke
Good times Photograph: Stuart Roy Clarke
It's not really Gazza hob-knobbing with the crowd outside Hampden, just a couple of hours before kick-off. Is it? Photograph: Stuart Roy Clarke
Not everyone's idea of a picnic Photograph: Stuart Roy Clarke
Knowing it will then be a panic to get in, many nevertheless leave it till the very last moment to dash (from the pub) Photograph: Stuart Roy Clarke
Brought up with the football. Versus Gretna Photograph: Stuart Roy Clarke
Almost summer. It is the very last game of the season at Stafford Rangers and with both teams already relegated the honours now are in finishing bottom or next to bottom. It is not quite clear which position is more revered. Much humour envelopes the fixture and its fans Photograph: Stuart Roy Clarke
The crowd looks on, in close proximity Photograph: Stuart Roy Clarke
It takes three men to get the ball from Rangers' Paul Gascoigne. Even captain Paul McStay has to get involved Photograph: Stuart Roy Clarke
Would they, without policing, rip each other to bits? Photograph: Stuart Roy Clarke
The line-up under the giant spider shadow with the curious screens Photograph: Stuart Roy Clarke
A chance to show off Photograph: Stuart Roy Clarke
The lassie holds sway. She has the fountain boys - and the entire crowd gathered in the square - at her fingertips Photograph: Stuart Roy Clarke
Many many many many Mexicans are here. Their general of the Mounted Division marvels at the scene. This encounter against Argentina is to be the game of the tournament in the best ground. The only one 'behind' the old Iron Curtain Photograph: Stuart Roy Clarke
The rookie manager reflects. His charges blew a 12-point lead and took it right to the last game - indeed to the last minute of the last game - but they have got promotion, to the Scottish Premier League, today, at Ross County. The celebratory bus ride home passes through the dark mountain surrounds of Aviemore Photograph: Stuart Roy Clarke
The year of Fooball's Coming Home. Preston's ground is knackered. Yet the old Spion Kop is about to be redeveloped as the Bill Shankly Stand containing The National Football Museum; the Northern club with the insgnia of lamb with a halo and crucifix are edging their way back to a promised land they helped invent Photograph: Stuart Roy Clarke
Highbury. The Clock End. Arsenal move forward from the back five with a tight passing game against a Newcastle United side poised for a counterattack Photograph: Stuart Roy Clarke
Supping up the atmosphere, there is still a waft of the old era about the brand spanking new Reebok Stadium. But it is downstairs, almost out of sight Photograph: Stuart Roy Clarke
