Just a Game.

“Moments like these speak a thousand words”

It was a Sunday evening when I tagged along a few others to watch them play soccer. Having to bring my camera along, I decided to take a few shots of the game itself. It was my first time having to take pictures of sports as a whole, and so I was quite unsure of how to go about doing it.

Before the game started, everyone prepared themselves. I thought that it was rather interesting to see how they warmed up and how they went on with their pre-game moment.

As the game began, I began to walk from one side to the other along the soccer field trying to find shots that could depict a soccer moment.

Since soccer was a game of leg power and technique, I thought it would be perfect if I could interpret the moment through pictures of the lower half of the body. It would show the action of the game itself, the game play and perhaps even allow the viewer to imagine the tension from it.

With a couple of shots of just the lower half of the body, I decided to adventure to the emotional side of soccer. Legs did not show me how much there was to soccer, all I saw through it was just action, and yet no tension. No satisfaction. I was sure there was more to it than just that.  I moved my camera towards the different things that the players did while they had the soccer ball close by, the different actions and faces they made, and the moments that were just precious.

Was soccer just all that? The hilarious moments, the action, the running, kicking and pushing? Amidst all that fierce competition, tension, muscle strain moments, I surprised myself with a little discovery that I made.

Although it sounds simple, I figured what caused them to play soccer faithfully.

I summarised it as:

While legs weaken, friendship toughens

And I am glad to have witnessed all that.

Just a game?

I doubt it.