The number 10
Talking with Dr. Football yesterday about the “old days”. Complaining actually, how clubs nowadays just sign players in order to sell jerseys. The same player plays a few months and then transfers elsewhere. The jersey you bought? Well, almost goes to waste since the name printed on the back means nothing. Not to you, not to the fans, not to the club’s history either.
Playing in my village in Greece was an early life experience I deeply miss. All we cared about was the number 10 jersey, and playing the best we could possibly play. You see back then, clubs weren’t really promoting their stars that much. It was the people promoting them, on the stands, in the bars, and the youth on the street.
This is my very first “soccer jersey”, my beloved team Olympiakos. Yup, it’s a bootleg, bought on the block for most probably 20$. It meant everything to me, it changed my whole life. I felt strong, confident, I could dribble anyone, score from anywhere. At certain times I could be Pele. At other times I could be Maradona.
No photoshop tricks here, just raw photos. I’ll be doing more of these. Pour out my feelings about things… keep it raw. And I made sure the little carpet appeared on the right side there.
Tags: Dr. Football, Maradona, Olympiakos, Pele
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Jan 25th, 2010
January 26th, 2010 at 4:00 pm
This is so dope. Look at that logo.