When I think of poor sportsmanship, my thoughts are of fighting hockey players, soccer red cards, John McEnroe, and the picture I shot following a Rothsay, Minn., football playoff game 20 years ago. Do you remember the phrase, "Sticks and stones can break my bones, but names will never hurt me?" Well, they do! 

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You probably have some collecting cobwebs in the basement. Or, maybe you use them now as book markers. Full of pinholes and scribbling from your youth days, just what are those old ticket stubs, programs and pennants worth on ebay? 

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I see them all the time at night games. Like tiny stars exploding in the night, the flashes of cameras go off from the grandstands like the strobe lights on a dance floor. Maybe you have tried to take pictures outside at night, only to find extremely dark or black photos on your monitor when you upload your pictures. The flash went off, so what happened?

 

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Was it the hype of the loud crowd or the bright stadium lights? Maybe it was the mascots or the obnoxious fans that made an impact. Or, could it be the foot-long hot dogs and Cracker Jacks, or vendors shouting "Peanuts" that rings a bell? What do you remember about the first professional sports game you went to as a youngster?

 

 

 

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