Very good question. I came to Syracuse with a life-long ambition of wanting to be the play-by-play voice of my beloved Chicago Cubs. That was it. I didn’t want to be Bob Costas, I just wanted to be the Voice of the Cubs. The thing is, the more play-by-play I did, the more I realized I didn’t like it as much as other things, namely writing. I took a class early in my junior year, taught by the immortal Voice of the Orange, Matt Park, and I realized that play-by-play just wasn’t for me right now. I loved being on the air, I actually co-hosted a baseball talk show while I was at school, and I realized that I enjoyed that format more.
Another path that a lot of people take after school is to become the sports director at a news station in a small town. This is just not something I wanted to do. I HATE EDITING. For those of you who have done it, you know what I mean. My buddies still kid me, saying that I was the first person in the history of the school to graduate without really knowing how to edit. Truth be told, I do know how to edit, it’s just that it took me forever to do it. The thought of filming things, and editing them, day after day, did not appeal to me.
So, knowing all this, I started to focus on writing. The problem was that my degree was in broadcast journalism, not newspaper. I did not have any internships at a newspaper, my internships had been mostly at radio stations, so I didn’t have a lot of writing samples. I worked for the paper at school, so that helped, but I was far behind my peers in terms of their experience level.
I then applied to numerous jobs, trying to sell myself as a writer/tv reporter/radio host, but at the time, people were not very receptive to my ideas, or lack of experience. I was stuck. In August of ‘06 though, two things happened that really helped me out. First, I started working part-time for 740 The Team, which at the time was Orlando’s only 24 hour sports-talk radio station. At 740, I worked mainly as board-op, making sure everything at the station worked correctly.
Through Marc Daniels, then the program director at 740, I was introduced to Lynn Hoppes, the Sports Editor at The Orlando Sentinel. Lynn allowed me to started writing freelance stories for the Sentinel, something that I really enjoyed doing. I worked at the radio station and wrote as much as I could for the Sentinel. This lasted for about a year, while I was still trying to figure out what my next step was going to be.
During this time, I started to realize that my chances of landing a full-time job at either the radio station, or the Sentinel, were not very good. First of all, I, along with my fellow graduates, lacked the experience to land a job in a “major market.” (Thank you Dr. Wright)
Secondly, while I didn’t realize it at the time, neither the radio station, nor the paper, were very high on available funds. It was at this time, that I realized that times were changing in the journalism world. Radio and Newspapers, as I knew them, were about to become a thing of the past.
So, thanks to a family friend, I landed a job working for an agent that represents baseball players. I had a lot of fun working for the company, but over the course of the next year, I realized that the athlete representation business just wasn’t for me. My heart was still in sports, but I wanted to see if I could make a living writing about them.
It was last November when I finally came to this realization. I was convinced that there had to be a way for me to break into the business, the problem was, I still didn’t know exactly how to go about doing that. The budget cuts in all local journalism arenas were overwhelming. In fact, in January ‘08, 740, the station I used to work for, became an all Spanish talk radio station.
Long story short, I am at a crossroads in my life. Do I try to reinvent myself with a job I’m not passionate about? Or, do I continue to try and find a way to break into the sports journalism world? I still believe in myself, and I believe I can be successful in this field, if given the chance.
That’s why I am still driving, flying, and e-mailing trying to get my foot in the door. But, there are certainly days when I think I should probably go do something else. I seem to be asking myself the same question lately: Is this really what I’m meant to do?
It’s funny, two years ago I really didn’t have a clue what I wanted to do. All I could tell people was that I wanted to work in/cover sports. Two years later, I actually think I have a better understanding of the direction I am heading.