Getting Soft

So, I told some friends Sunday I was going to shoot croquet and they said, “What’s the catch? You don’t shoot regular croquet. You don’t shoot regular sports.” They got a point.

BUT, every now and then I have the excuse to enjoy a sunny day with friends and photograph normal sports. That’s how I found myself following Mondo Croquet with some good old fashioned softball.

Batter up!

It goes without saying, I love people that love sports. My friend, Emily, is in that group. We had a blast seeing baseball in Japan. And watching her play softball might have been cooler. Sadly, there wasn’t any sushi or squishy Japanese hotdogs served for softball fans in Westmoreland.

How do you say “disappointing” in Japanese?

Pro sports are cool. But can you smoke in right field? Um, no. Not since the 90s. Can you pound beers between innings? That’s also a negatory.

Thanks to Team Dots for letting me hang out and not requiring me to wear a neon orange media bib.

But We’ve Got The Biggest Balls Of Them All

Portland is heaven on Earth. And on Sunday, it was home to the Mondo Croquet 13th Annual World Championships.

Yep, think croquet with bowling balls and sledgehammers. And laughter.

Truth be told, I was feeling a little drained this Sunday day after a late night. I tried to take advantage of the light and colors and festive energy, but I know I came up a bit short.

Thankfully, this is still on my calendar. Perhaps I can do a better job next time of knocking it out of the park.

Not Getting Lucky On Prom Night

There’s a certain amount of luck involved when trying to cover weird sports. Discovering them is the first crucial part. Obviously, being able to shoot them is the second.

For some time, I’ve been wanting to photograph the annual prom dress rugby match at UCLA. The web site for the women’s team was always out of date, so it was hard to push the button on a trip to SoCal. Then, when I went through proper channels for media credentials, they wanted to charge me a $2,000 shooting/location fee, since I mentioned I’ve been working on a book project.

You kiddin’ me? Los Angeles, you’re crazy.

(Officials eventually said they couldn’t stop me from showing up, but a sour taste in my mouth – and the Winter Olympics – kept me from going.)

While doing more research, I found a college in Minnesota that welcomed me with open arms. So there was that fallback.

But while covering Drag Queen Softball in Seattle last week, I learned that on the same field on the following Friday, they would kick off Gay Pride weekend with Prom Dress Rugby – with women in tuxedos and men in drag!

UCLA, bite me.

My schedule has been nuts, in good and bad ways. I was making a last-second round trip drive from PDX to cover this. Traffic was a huge problem, but not in Seattle. It took me over an hour simply to cross the Interstate Bridge into Washington State from downtown Portland. Sign of the Apocalypse? I say yes.

So, despite cruising at a healthy clip, I arrived after halftime. I almost never, ever take good photos when I’m that late. I find myself rushed and trying to simply make snapshots in focus. On top of that, I had never shot rugby before, so I was a little out of my element.

I also forgot to bring a monopod. And my 35 1.4 lens, like its owner, had a few screws loose. The jinx of prom night continues.

With all that said, I’m glad I went. I made a couple usable frames for a client. More importantly, I was able to see what it will be like when I go back again next year – this time much, much earlier.

While I did learn about this match on my own, I had a couple Seattle-area photogs give me a heads up the days leading to it. Thanks Erika & Andy for thinking of me. The UCLA event was pitched to me last year at Geekfest by Tim Galloway. I’m making an executive decision and splitting up contest prizes among those 3.

I’m flattered that when my friends hear of athletes in prom dresses playing sports, that they think of me.