Breaking Down My Career Choices: If You Can’t Laugh At Yourself Edition

nova-fest-pizza-10It has occurred to me, on more than one occasion, that I am a career underdog, and I am fine with that.  Not really great at any one thing.  The old cliche, “Jack of all trades, master of none” probably best describes me.  So, its time that I took a collective look at how life has treated me, now that football is over and I relegated to a life of “legendary status”(in my own mind).

I work for

Excellent, absolutely awesome job.  Kudos to Mike Hall and Eric Ortiz for plucking me out of the masses of bloggers and former athletes out there.  However, I never got a formal headshot, so while I do have an awesome “real” job, my fat little head barely fits in the profile window (see below).



“Whats so bad about that?” you might be saying.  Truth is, my chubby little face doesn’t look too bad.  But then you see the look of real professionals.  Like former Stanford baseball standout, turned sports editor, turned my  boss, Eric Ortiz.


Dignified. Professional.

Maybe it is the fact that I provide no real service to the world, but nothing about my fat face says, you should trust this guy about what he has to say about sports.  Maybe his opinion on food, or cholesterol lowering drugs, but other than that, (and as a general rule of thumb) never trust a man who looks like his neck his trying to swallow his head.  It’s bad for business.

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