large and lazy people who drink soda.
pshaw to all of yous.
so last night, i was backstage for the philadelphia soul game. AFL league (arena football, my hot lover brandon says its the nfl on crack; so true btw.) i got media passes cos i work for my college radio station doing news and sports, la-la-la.
so i was in the press box. with all the media. got all the stats, voted for player of the game, la-de-da. it was awesome. i mean, this is my career, this is what i wanna do in life!
after the game i went in the locker room, got interviews, got to talk to the players out on the field who was signing autographs for the fans, got radio liners. it was. incredible. i mean. awesome.
then i got to walk arond the wachoiva center, where the sixers/flyers play. i was in the press conference room with the flyers background banner. i was in the same place where allen iverson did the PRACTICE speech.
i touched nba glass and the backboards. i touched NBA gold.
i mean, this is what i want to do. this is my life. my future life. i was floored. i was happy. i was totally in my element.
j/k