Sunday, August 13, 2006

All things nutty...

Trying to catch my breath as the time has been flying by.
So much stuff has happened since last I checked in... I've probably forgotten more than I remember but I'll try to get to a couple of highlights:
Well since last I've written, the head coach of the lady's football team resigned, the head coach of the Cherokee hockey team was fired. Uh, let's see... I was doing a baseball game for BCSN when we came back from commercial, there was no batter going up to home plate. When I announced that there was an unexplained delay, my color analyst chimes in with "uh, mik, he's in the port-o-let down the right field line". When I said "okay", the guys in the production truck opt to get a camera shot of said port-a-potty. The guy comes out of there and his teammates are giving him the business pretty good. Our camera guy decides to stay with him and get a close-up. Let's just say it was a little too close-up! The guy's zipper was down as he was walking toward the plate and he spent 'quality time' trying to adjust himself (if you know what I mean), and had a tuff time getting his zipper pulled up... all of this going over the air of television. I sat there stunned, just watching my supposed broadcasting career going up in smoke when I finally thought "y'know what? just laugh at yourself and relax, will ya?" So while I'm watching this emmy-caliber broadcast on my monitor and wondering why the director didn't cut to another camera shot, I finally regain my composure after what felt like ten hours, but in reality, was only about 30 seconds. And I took a breath and made the only obvious comment that could have been made: "well, you can't get this with a satellite dish!!!" The entire press box broke up with laughter. I never did ask the director about what happened, but I guess he thought it was all funny and we joked about how it was the top of the mountain, in our broadcast careers. Looking back, I can now find some humor in it.
Yesterday, after the radio show, I went out to a local ball park as the lady's football team was playing our local Christian rock station YES-FM in a game of softball. Now the guys from the station are HORRIBLE. I watched them play... they're NOT softball players. However, as I came to find out yesterday, NEITHER ARE THE SPITFIRE!!! In fact, they were worse! They got their lunch handed to them by the radio folks to the tune of 16-6... So now I have to go on YES-FM on Monday morning at 7:20am and take the (almost) good-natured drubbing by the morning show... Yeah, it's a little crazy...

3 comments:

Riccie said...

Sounds like life is a complete blast for you :)

Jackson said...

lolol.......lord :)

Maggs said...

You have a good life, you know it? We'll have to meet up when you're in the Lou!