This Sunday I am taking a break from my usual photo expedition. I was looking forward to shooting a triathlon but without any news about the competition, I decided to watch my son’s football (soccer) tournament. It’s really been a long time since I’ve last used my telephoto lens, and this is one of the rare occasions I get to let it have some sunshine. There were still a lot of occasions wherein I wished I had my wide angle lens attached, but I don’t think I’d escape the referee’s attention if I get into the face of the players.
we do have a shortage of numbers… and names, too!
I hope there aren’t 7 Ronaldos in his team.
Unknown to many, football is a mixed martial arts sport:
there is Tae Kwon Do
and even kung fu!
Kick-off! The players and the crowd grow silent in deep prayer for their team to score a goal. Prayers tend to be very earnest. Can this be considered as substitute for Sunday mass?
in sports, one person’s answered prayer is another’s prayer denied. The deciding factor is the amount of time dedicated to practice.
Getting a taste of grass… it’s the same on the other side of the fence – unfit for human consumption.
Letting one slip by is unacceptable…
“the thrill of victory and the agony of defeat”
at the end of the day, everybody goes home as friends. That’s what sports is all about.