This was an interesting game night. First of all, I had to be there over two hours before game time to shoot some photos for a magazine. Due to some travel delays, not everyone was there on time. No big deal, it happens. But let it be known that the fabulous life of a photographer is often filled with waiting. And sitting around. And a bit of thumb twiddling. It not all just glamor.
Once that was finished, it was time to shoot team practice. It’s nice to be able to shoot from the field, but man, those lacrosse balls are quite heavy and hard. I’m not sure where it came from, but I got smacked on the side of my neck and got to wear a welt the rest of the night. Better my neck than the camera, right?
Then, right at the end of halftime, I got kicked out of my perch at the corner of the field. It’s one of the spots I’ve been shooting from during every game over the last two years: clear glass, out of the way, and right where someone else was shooting a few minutes before. I’m not sure why the usher was picking on me. Sob. Oh well, some nights go better than others. But even on the worst night, it sure is better than being stuck behind a desk!