Mbwana Samatta’s Craft Through Imani Nsamila’s Lens
As narrated by Imani Nsamila
I hope to immerse you in a fun, exciting and a life time experience that Imani went through to take pictures of Mbwana Samatta’s football match in Genk, Belgium on the 26th of December, 2019.
Imani Nsamila is a young, experienced and published photographer from Tanzania. I spoke to Imani in May, 2018 about his life as a photographer and you may read about him here.
Mbwana Samatta is a renowned Tanzanian football player who became the first Tanzanian to play in the UEFA league. He won Belgian Jupiler League with his football club Genk and you may read more about Samatta here.
The following article is based on a Skype interview I had with Imani Nsamila on the 29th of December, 2019.
The Excitement
I finally got my visa. I booked my ticket to fly out on the 22nd of December, 2019. I was ready to fly to Europe.
22nd of December
I booked a 4 am flight from Dar es salaam through Istanbul to Berlin. I arrived at the Julius Nyerere International Airport at 1 am to avoid any delays. Everything was perfect. So, I thought. Unfortunately, I was denied to fly out that day.
I made a mistake by booking a ticket a day before while my visa was starting on the 23rd of December.
I went back home and booked another flight for the next day instead.
23rd of December
I arrived at the Julius Nyerere International Airport, on the right day this time, boarded my flight and flew to Istanbul. Everything went as smooth as melted butter. So I thought. Our flight arrived very late in Istanbul and I missed my connection to Berlin.
I spent few hours reading, browsing the Internet and watching other travelers while awaiting my connection to Berlin.
The reason I was flying to Berlin was to first meet my brother before going to Brussels.
I arrived. We met, shared some stories, greetings and talked for sometime.
I booked a ticket to Brussels for the next day. He was also traveling so we went together to the airport.
This time I was certain the trip will be as smooth as melted chocolate in Dar’s heat. So I thought.
We were late and we went through security check points. After that we had to run through the airport with our bags. I got to my gate and it was already closed. Luckily, I was allowed to board. It was nothing short of a miracle.
The Arrival
I arrived in Brussels around 11 am. I was expecting to meet a friend and stay at his house. I arrived a bit too early and I spent a fair amount of hours at the airport. He came from work, at last. I went to meet his family at their house.
Christmas Eve
I received a very warm welcome. One of a kind. We went for dinner at his in-laws house. It was a day to remember.
Christmas Day
After some rest, I took a bus to a station nearby and booked a train to Genk. We left the platform around 3 pm.
I‘ve been a guest at Samatta’s home before, it was then very easy for me to find his house this time. I took a taxi and went directly.
His wife opened the door and we greeted each other. Samatta is so kind and nice. He went straight to inviting me for food. They prepared ‘pilau’ with some chicken sauce. However, I wanted to settle in before doing justice to the pilau.
Samatta was watching football highlights when I arrived. Naturally, the discussion that followed after was about football. We talked of the whole kit and caboodle of football. Well, I mainly listened, I mean what do I know?
We shared childhood memories and then jumped into what brought me there. Here’s an insight of what went on before this day. We had already planned with Samatta about going back to work with him after I went there the first time. Samatta made arrangements with his club’s media team about it. We discussed how I had planned my work the next day.
Samatta politely told me that it is important for him to get some rest before any match and so they went to bed earlier than I did.
I worked a little bit more. I was hungry. I remembered the food. I stuffed myself with the really nice pilau they prepared. I drank tap water and finished my meal with some mangoes. I worked a bit longer and went to get some rest as well.
The Match Day
I woke up very early, so I thought. Samatta was already up and about.
We briefly went through what we will work on that day. He left very early in the morning ready for his day job. I packed my work gear as well and followed him to the stadium about an hour later.
I went straight to Genk’s media room and I got a very warm reception especially in this time of the year in Belgium. They were expecting me and they provided me with necessary essentials that would give me access to their football pitch and the lineup information for both teams.
I had a cup of coffee, sipped slowly while awaiting the match.
Pre Match Warm Up
The players got on the pitch. I left the media room and joined them. Fans already swarmed in and you could feel the vibrant energy as they kept filling up the stadium. I took pictures of Samatta and other players while they were warming up.
Something great happened and I was very happy about it. Some people remembered me from the last time I was there. Including the stewards with whom we had a chat and took pictures together.
Genk’s social media manager introduced me Daniel Vukovic, their goalkeeper who was injured, he remembered me from the last time I was there, we made jokes.
The Match
Samatta worked. I worked. He was substituted at the 85th minute of the game.
I continued working.
Afterwards
The match ended 2 -1 in favor of Genk and I went back to the media room to pack my gear. I went to the VIP waiting area were his wife, some friends and other people were waiting for Samatta.
He said hello to his fans, signed autographs and it took us about an hour till he was done.
We drove back home. Samatta, his wife, me and some friends. We all went back to his house.
Mmoja Mmoja
At his house, I spent time talking to Samatta about his life outside the pitch. We talked about his love life, shopping, things he likes to talk about, his fear and regrets in life and if he wasn’t a baller what career would he have chosen and the like. The chat I had with Samatta will be shared on all my Mmoja Mmoja pages on Twitter & Instagram.
We got ready and left for Brussels. We had so much fun talking on that road trip discussing life.
I really enjoyed their company.
We had to go back to pick something they forgot.
We bought dinner on our way back to Genk. We were famished. The waiter recognised him. They took pictures.
We drove back to Brussels again, to our mutual friend’s house and they prepared food for us. Being Tanzanians, we ate a bit.
Time’s Up
Samatta left.
I went to Germany. I did an interview with DW and I spoke about my work as an international photographer.
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