The appeal of football, to me, can be elusive.
It took years of shooting prep football before I finally turned to ask someone standing nearby "Who the heck is 'D' and why do they keep yelling at him?"
I know. Pathetic.
But I do appreciate the athletic skill and dedication of the players. Sometimes, I can even get the feel for a game and know what's happening, and yes, even get excited about it.
But the day I went to IMG to shoot international football players felt a bit different to me.
Coaches yelling in Swedish and Russian? It was like wearing plaid and checks together; jarring.
As I watched the players warm up, it seemed a bit different from what I'm used to. No endless lines of kids counting their jumping jacks aloud. These guys were quiet. Zen.
When I spotted these players stretching, it seemed that this image could illuminate the feeling of international football -- different, but the same.
It is, after all, football.