And I’ve been missing my school days, and going to the games.
I go to the games no ones cares to go to. Like last Wednesday. On the first 30 minutes it was pretty much me, my husband and the players. I didn’t have to fight for a place with other photographers, and I could get super close to the players.
And then, I pretended (it is true. I still play pretend) I was a Sports Illustrated photographer. – not the swimming suit photographers. The ones who actually cares about sports. Though I think my pictures might be just a little “artsy” and dramatic for them.
Great night. Great game.
PS- Sorry about the huge logos right in the middle of the pictures, but you might see them without it somewhere else pretty soon.