Being a sports reporter can be very demeaning. You know how they say those who can't do coach? Well, perhaps those who can't do AND can't write are the ones coaching. Those who are snappy writers yet mediocre players are the ones in the bleachers with notebooks.
At least that's my opinion. But aside from feeling athletically inept as I watch young men my age throw touchdowns, dunk baskets and hit homers, I also feel rather small. And I've noticed something--how many freakishly tall reporters do you see? Not many. Most of them are around my size--I'm 5'10". And I've begun to feel insignificant among 6'6" sweaty men with abs of steel and inked-up biceps (And no, I'm not doing it for the sexual thrill). LeBron James looks tiny on TV but I bet he could stomp me into the ground if I asked him the wrong questions. Maybe that's why I like soccer. I hear Landon Donovan is shorter than me!
So why do we do what we do? Well, it's not for the glory. It's not for the smell after the game. It could be for the occasional free food and VIP seating. But maybe it's because we just love the game. We love picking out the most exciting parts of the games and talking to players and coaches about their reactions. Maybe it's because we want to be a part of our native team's journey, to have the MVP know us by name.
Or maybe we're just crazy.
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