I know my title is sports journalist. And I know my position is sports editor. But I am not your stereotypical sports writer.
When I was younger however, I was. Sports were everything I did; everything I thought about. Which probably explains why I never had a girlfriend until I was 17. I could rattle off statistics like song lyrics, name every first-, second-, and third-string quarterback in the NFL, and give you detailed information about my infamous mock drafts.
It's been years since that was how I thought. I'm not exactly sure what happened, all I know is that before I couldn't live without sports, and now I can. This is not to say I've grown tired of them. I still flip on Sports Center for an hour or so most nights. But I don't need them. My sense of purpose and self-worth is not tied to them.
While I still enjoy playing sports, going to games, watching events, and writing about sports, that doesn't mean my life revolves around football or baseball. I am perfectly capable of having conversations outside of sports, and sometimes I even prefer it. When a friend of mine found out that I was going to be the sports editor at The Sojourn this year, he was absolutely shocked because he didn't even know I liked sports.
This is something I do intentionally. I don't seem like a sports geek because I'm really not one. I don't wear sports jerseys or t-shirts much. I don't really care if you like sports or not- that's not a sticking point for me. If you wanna talk about who has the inside track on the NBA Finals this year, sure I can do that. But if you wanna talk about music, books, art, movies, feelings, or anything else: I can do that too.
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