Just when things seemed like they couldn’t get any better for Adam, who played for one of the most competitive teams in the NCFC Academy in Raleigh, a new opportunity opened up that many young athletes dream of. However, this promising future came with a tough decision.
It was an ordinary Wednesday afternoon. I was finishing my lunch when a text message popped up. It was from Adam’s mom. She asked me, with a hint of anxiety, if I could take some photos of her son at the WRAL soccer complex that evening. “We’re moving to Charlotte,” she explained. “Adam has been recruited to play with the Charlotte FC Academy, and tonight is his last game with his current team.” Since I had no other commitments that evening, I happily agreed to capture the farewell match.
From the moment Adam stepped onto the field with his team, wearing their blue home uniform, it was clear he had a strong bond with them. They warmed up, laughing and joking, and I started snapping photos. I couldn’t help but wonder if their jokes had something to do with Adam’s injured hand.
After the warm-up, Adam took a moment to himself, seemingly having an internal dialogue while looking at his hand. What was he telling himself? Was he worried about playing with an injured hand? “Don’t worry,” I thought, almost trying to reassure him telepathically, “you’re not here to play handball.”
Before the match kicked off, they held a quick scrimmage to fine-tune their passes and shots. Adam’s control over the ball was outstanding. He handled it confidently, and his passes were spot-on.
When it came time for practice shots, Adam stood out for being ambidextrous, firing powerful kicks with both feet.
During the game, Adam moved gracefully, constantly finding gaps in the defense that the opponents overlooked, creating new scoring opportunities.
Both teams kept adjusting their strategies, but Adam expertly orchestrated offensive plays, signaling to his teammates with gestures from his good hand.
But it’s not just about skill or leadership on the field. A complete player also needs to demonstrate sportsmanship. While most kids naturally display this quality, it sadly tends to fade as they grow older. This wasn’t the case with Adam. He consistently showed respect, offering a helping hand to fallen players—both teammates and opponents alike.
What better way to bid farewell to his teammates than by winning their last game together? Of all the goals scored that night, two belonged to Adam. The first was a powerful, determined strike; the second, a calm and precise touch that made the ball kiss the net.
As I packed up my camera, I realized I had captured more than just photos. I had documented the beginning of a dream and the first steps of a journey that wasn’t just physical but also one of growth and maturity.
Change isn’t easy, especially when it involves relocating to a new city. Shortly after moving to Charlotte, Adam began playing in tournaments, and as of the time this article was published, he is trying out for the US national youth team. I believe all the sacrifices Adam and his family have made will soon pay off.
