Coming back to the original post from Puddleduck, this drives me mad...
Twice a week in all weather, I stand for one and a half hours while my Son trains...I then get up at the crack of dawn on a Sunday and drive him to wherever he needs to be for whatever time he needs to be there. I stand for the best part of two hours while he goes through his brilliant motions each week...
He is 12, he amazes me with his ability, I wanted to be just like him but never was, he scores the most wonderful goals and turns away with joy etched on his face and generally runs straight toward me! He and his team mates celebrate the end of a winning game with water fights etc.
AND I DON'T HAVE ONE BLOODY PHOTOGRAPH OF ANY OF THIS...
I would video every game so we could watch again at home and analyse, plus keep a record of his goals (69 from his last 78 games) I would keep a photographic record of his key moments, for him to cherish when his playing days are over.
For me to take a photograph of my own Son I need to have permission from the local FA, permission from both teams (Managers/secretary) plus give adequate written notice to the parents of all participants so they can refuse if necessary. We tried to arrange it once for a tournament in the summer, three parents refused to give permission, obviously they have me down as a suspected paedophile!!!
It is a real shame it has come to this, narrow minded people spurred on by paranoid lynch mobs (The media) baying for blood, any blood, if you're in the wrong place at the wrong time you will have a Puddleduck type experience I guarantee it...
Cheers...Kevin.
I would give anything for a photographic memory!