Going to the Match 1953-2003 (extract)
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“He’s not as good as me” the art of the
wag never dies. Going to the Match was the
first fanzine. There’s Lowry selling it for
tuppence: populist, unconventional,
anarchic, always on the outside. He
wanted to get close, but couldn’t. The detail
of the end terrace at Burnden can only
be seen from the distance of a brushstroke,
each person has an identity, a brush
as fine as a fingerprint, grey, white, red,
yellow. Our passport to football, love, hate,
hooked. The worse the team plays the more we
have to go: home, away, it’s an obsession.
Lowry did not manufacture it or
judge us as pathetic or desperate.
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