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Meet the Team Night at FC Dallas!
Moving to the UK when my kids were 3 and 5 meant that they had an entirely different exposure to team sports than their friends back here in the US; for my son, it meant choosing between soccer, rugby and cricket. Soccer it was, and has been ever since. My mud room is littered with soccer kit, my car often filled with the funk that can only be caused by sweaty goalkeeper gloves, I’ve pulled things shooting on my kid in the yard when friends weren’t available (and trust me, it’s not a pretty sight), my kid can cite player stats better than any bookmaker in Vegas and the battle for recording space on the…
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(Not Remotely) Silent Sunday: When You Give a Kid a Camera
What do you get when you give your 9-year-old not-really-a-soccer-fan daughter your banged-up Canon G-11 camera so she doesn’t torment her 11-year-old “eat-sleep-breathe soccer” brother when they are given the (hopefully not) once in a lifetime opportunity to sit on the bench at an MLS game while the teams warm up? (Other than an over-hyphenated question?) You get this. Hmmm… Can you call it a photobomb if someone walks in FRONT of your shot? Yes, lets. About half of the shots were on a weird angle. Let’s just call them “artsy”. I need to do some instruction on framing a shot. That’s better. And. What????…
