Czech Republic, Matthew

Czech Republic. Matthew. Sherbrooke/Harward, Montreal, 2013

Why Czech? I asked.

“My parents come form Czech Republic.”

Matthew is very busy, so our conversation was very brief, but he was kind enough to stop for a moment so I could take a photograph. Ne doesn’t follow soccer much, he said, but major tournaments catch his attention. Finally, I got to meet someone wearing a jersey of a team (club or national) from Eastern Europe.



Paris Saint-Germain. Olivier. St. Catherine/McGill College, Montreal, 2013

Why PSG? I asked.

“That’s my home team.”

Olivier came from Paris just a few days ago to spend some time with his cousin Nicolas, and his nephew Noah. I asked if he is considering staying in Montreal and he replied, with a grin, how Nicolas is trying to talk him into it. The family dress code is obvious and Noah looks awesome in his PSG shirt. I don’t take photographs of children for this blog but, after I took photos of both Nicolas and Olivier, Noah simply stepped away from them and made it clear he expected his photo taken. I could not resist, who could?

Paris Saint-Germain. Noah. St. Catherine/McGill College, Montreal, 2013

Paris Saint-Germain. Noah. St. Catherine/McGill College, Montreal, 2013


Paris Saint-Germain. Nicolas. St. Catherine/McGill College, Montreal, 2013

Why PSG? I asked.

“That’s where I come from.”

What a thrill to run into a group of people, on a busy Montreal street, all wearing Paris Saint-Germain shirts as if they are going to the game to Parc des Princes. Only Parc des Princes is a few thousand kilometers away. Nicolas came to live in Montreal in 1995 but has never lost his sentiments for his team and the game. His jersey is signed by Pauleta, he told me while pointing at the signature.

Here I was standing in front of him, his son Noah and his cousin Olivier (close-up of him in the the next post) who just came to visit from France. As I was taking photos of them (in my Liverpool jersey), on a busiest street in the city, I was aware of all the strange looks from the crowd. We are strange, I though, we deserve it.

Paris Saint-Germain. Nicolas, Noah & Olivier. St. Catherine/McGill, Montreal, 2013


Gremio. Otavio. St. Catherine/Aylmer, Montreal, 2013

Why Gremio? I asked.

“That’s my home team.”

Today I got to face my first rejection. It was from a young man wearing Arsenal shirt. We actually had a nice chat, talked about today’s news and Sir Alex Ferguson retiring, but he would not want me to photograph him. Some future Arsenal fans, that I’ll meet, better make it up for this guy. Refusing to participate in this project brings a bad, bad luck on your club. Don’t be surprised if Arsenal doesn’t qualify for the Champions League.

Rejected, I continued my walk and as I was passing by a footwear store, I spotted a guy in a jersey shopping inside. I waited on the curb and it took a while before Otavio, and a friend (girlfriend, wife, sister… I’ll never know since I never asked), came out of the store. Conversation was brief but he was happy to stand before the camera. They are visiting from Brazil, only a couple of days to spend in Montreal, and I’m happy I was there to meet them. Here I welcome the very first Brazilian club shirt on this blog.