I shoot a lot of sports.
Not like I used to, of course. Back in my newspaper days, nearly every shift had a game or match of some kind to cover, and it got old after awhile. So old, in fact, that when I finally left the Sioux Falls Argus Leader, I had lost much of my desire to cover sports at all. Everything was beginning to look the same.
Then I had kids. And those kids started playing sports.
Much like I might take candid family photos around the house or try to make lemonade out of a boring holiday gathering by teasing my in-laws in front of the camera to get a blackmail-worthy photo, I naturally bring the camera to nearly all of my kids’ sporting events. Once I get a few good action photos to cover myself, I start looking for moments. In this case, I shot Jack while he glanced over at a teammate who was goofing around on second base.
Other parents often ask if I regret shooting at these times, as if to suggest that I’m missing out on actually watching the events my kids are participating in. To the contrary, I get a better experience out of bringing the camera along.
Unlike the majority of other parents I know, I’m not worried about camera settings or screwing up the shot…and that takes the pressure off and allows me to get a much better view of the game through the lens.
The satisfaction of recording memorable moments is addictive, like any other type of photography…and when my kids are involved, it doesn’t get much better.