As I stand on the grass, the cool of a spring evening brushes past me. A shout from my left lets me know one of the guys is getting restless. The game better start soon.
Darkness has settled over the field and obscures the people around me, the only clearly visible objects are bands of light around peoples ankles, dancing around as players stretch and move. And one other.
With a bellow, the glowing sphere took flight as it was kicked down the field leaving a faint trail in its wake as it crossed over my retina.
Visual chaos erupted as the bands descended on the ball, a rainbow of colour feuding in the darkness.
A bands strike the sphere and send it across the field. A band on the opposing side jumps up and blocks the sphere before retaliating, sending it back from whence it came!
The colours continue their feud over the sphere, back and forth, up and down the field. Shouts of encouragement, groans of disappointment and gasps for air accompany the frenzy.
These are the wonders of Disco Soccer.
