She figured, hey I’m pretty and he must be taking my picture…Often a true scenario, but in this case I was certainly photographing one of the most important of the “161″ boys…JUNIOR-161
©Matt Weber
SP is wherever you happen to be photography, shot with any lens or film and done without disturbing the pictures content.
It’s way too early to make predictions, or is it? The Metsies are suppose to struggle and barely win 80 games and the Yankees are suppose to coast to 92 wins and at least a wildcard slot…I won’t be very surprised if the Mets overachieve and win 85 games, while the Yanks stumble under a thousand pitching changes (LITERALLY) and also win 85 games…
©Matt Weber
It was the right after the final game of the ’91 playoffs and the Bulls were about to win their first of six titles with Michael…I hocked my most sacred possessions to get a first row seat. Watching my Knicks eliminated was a drag but watching Michael was worth it (Sort of) The look on Patrick’s face is priceless as Michael is telling him there will be other years for him to win…There never was a way to get past Michael, and when the knicks finally made it to the finals in ’94, Olajuwon and the Rockets crushed Patrick’s dreams once again. Pat Reilly might have noticed that Johnny Starks was a bit off that night, but that’s another story…
©Matt Weber
I read a book by Philip Roth called “Everyman” and basically it describes an older man in his last years dealing with his health failing, and all the pleasures he has taken for granted being taken away from him, one by one…Well written and sobering, but not a very uplifting novel by the man who many consider America’s finest living author…
©Matt Weber