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My New Life

No ESPN. No college football/NFL. No cable.

How does a sports fanatic reach this point? you ask...It's simple really:
In August I graduated from Arkansas State University in Jonesboro, AR, with a B.A. degree in English. A week later, I got married. Now, I've moved to Arkadelphia, AR, so my wife can attend Ouachita Baptist University--where she will walk-on the basketball team--while I look for a career. Or a job. Or anything that will pay (unlike this blog).

I've written or recited the above paragraph to any would-be employer so many times that it’s lost its emotional sting (of course, I wasn’t so heavy with the lamenting).
Three weeks later, I still haven’t found a job. Thus, a simple recipe for a life without sports: four cups of a B.A. degree in English, mix in a pinch of marriage, chop up half a head of “small college town” and serve it with a slab of cold unemployment.

When all else failed, of course, I turned to the internet. Even without cable I could read ESPN.com, watch live gamecasts on ESPN360.com, and listen to live radio, right? Well, theoretically--except for the fact that the campus’ wireless internet is as reliable as a Houston Nutt passing offense.

(Note: Will someone please investigate Pat Forde’s man crush on Houston Nutt-- http://sports.espn.go.com/espn/columns/story?columnist=forde_pat&page=dash0801&sportCat=ncf)

Naturally, being a native of Arkansas (Paragould), I am a huge Razorback fan; therefore, I have plenty to say about Bobby Petrino’s debut…except, remember, I didn’t see any of it (No, there isn’t a single restaurant in town with a TV—no, no friends either…sad, I know). I listened to parts of the game on 103.7 The Buzz and read the follow-ups, but it’s hard to get a feel for a team you haven’t seen. I did see the uniforms, and I’m still holding off judgment.

Anyway, aside from living the first three weeks of my adult life without sports, I’m the happiest unemployed, married, college graduate/novice blogger in the South (No, my wife did not type this sentence).
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Anonymous said…
Well, I have not the slightest clue why no one will hire you, really. You are a great writer! Who would have thougth such a horribly boring life could be so interesting to read about :P Keep blogging! I want to know what's going on in your life ;)
September 3, 2008 at 8:30 PM
Anonymous said…
Haha...very nice. I still don't believe your wife did not write the last sentence.

And no matter if you had cable or not, I'm pretty sure the Razorback game wasn't televised.
September 5, 2008 at 10:37 AM

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