Sprinting to the field

Camera bag over my shoulder

Hitting my hip, as my foot hits each step

“Why aren’t you out there?”

Whipping around quickly to find the source

Huffing, puffing, wheezing

Trying to catch my breath to answer

“I’m here, I’m going, it’s okay”

Clash of the lens as the bag comes ‘round

Bright, strong lights shine down on the ants

I never knew I was important to this

The capturing of emotional and impactful moments, 

The shutter clicks as if it were the blink of an eye

On the sideline, almost close enough

to getting tackled myself

My ears are flooded by the

Chants, Shouts, Roars 

Echo throughout the enormous stadium

Lowering the bulky camera

To capture what's going on with my own eyes 

Differs from having my face squished against the uncomfortable equipment

“Right here, I’m open” “GO LONG!”

I hear the yells from the boys as they

Running down the field, praying to have pictured the moment

Hearing the click of the shutter go off

The progression of the throw leading to a

“TOUCHDOWN!”

Spirited Students shoot up cheering from the stands as the point is scored

Coaches and team holler in excitement

Crouch down, gain advantage

Play ready, angles to please

Blue 42, lens changes

Photo after photo, chant after chant

“You can't do that” in the background 

Viewfinder against my face, actions becoming clear

Opponents running

One by one tackled to the ground

The leap before the last down 

Click... The moment is still

Bleachers erupt in a fit of “Scoreboard, Scoreboard”

The foe hits the ground with a thud 

Line up, play starts

Tactics used to full advantage

Gaining yards

Ears ringing as 

Cheerleaders cheering

Coaches yelling

Goonies hyping

Shutter clicking

The winning point scored

Click… focus on them

Ecstatic bodies on the field

Jumping, screaming like banshees

Lower corner flashing, not much longer

Slow speed, it’s all a blur of excitement