The post I wrote for the MLB Fan Cave Arizona blogging challenge:
I went to school for theatre. Yes, theatre…I think it goes without saying that it’s a very different world than that in which I currently find myself.
Sure Broadway and the MLB Fan Cave have their connections – both involve a lot of personality, and both are located in the heart of New York. But that doesn’t change the fact that when I’m at work and I get excited about a re-tweet from the Fan Cave, everyone looks at me like I’m insane.
My point is, I never thought I could do this. Baseball was always a hobby for me and I don’t think I ever fathomed being able to turn it into a profession. After graduating from Truman State last May, I’ll admit I felt a little lost. And I’m talking mid-life crisis lost…or post-college crisis?…Whatever it is, they should definitely have a word for it because I’m sure I wasn’t the only one.
Sitting on my couch day after day wondering how I was possibly going to do something I loved without also having to support myself through a job that I hated was exhausting!
Last October took me out of my slump with a bit of destiny. Through the combined efforts of my potential roommates (who decided they wanted to postpone our move, and consequently my chances of gaining any kind of life outside my mother’s house), I ended up in St. Louis. Yes, I was in “baseball heaven” during every fan’s favorite month. And you all know that with me being a Cardinals fan, the rest was history!
All throughout my beloved Redbird’s rise to the top, the Fan Cave beckoned to me from commercials and advertisements online. I had to know more…and I had to apply.
I knew it was a long shot, but I thought I would be good for the job. I was comfortable in front of the camera. I was personable…And there was no harm in entering. Plus I got to write! – which had probably saved my sanity during those long post-college crisis days. (There. I’ve now coined the phrase!)
I finally made the move to Orlando for my job at Disney World on Friday the 13th of January…maybe the date should have told me it wasn’t meant to be. Life had other plans. For soon after, one little phone call from Stephanie Brodene of Major League Baseball changed everything, as it has for all of us contestants.
Suddenly, I went from being a lonely lump to someone thrust into the limelight. The Fan Cave Top 50 campaign was this intense world of connectivity that I had never experienced. I was suddenly talking to everyone! The media, people on the street, fellow contestants…even MLB players! (I could wax poetic about that last one, or you could read about it here.) And I was addicted…
Some may say that those of us who choose to spend all day typing away on our phones are not experiencing real life. And some may also say that neglecting other plans to talk to thirteen floating heads on a computer screen would render me a hopeless social pariah. But I would dare those people to take a trip to Arizona right now, witness the Fan Cave Top 30 in action, and say it all again.
With every facebook post, every picture, every tweet we are living and breathing baseball. And the best part is that we’re doing it together…and with anyone who chooses to tune in online. We’re allowing the fans a small insight into the MLB that they couldn’t have otherwise. And if that’s not living, I don’t know what is.
I’ve always been a huge proponent of the mantra, “Everything happens for a reason.” And I can trace this one back for miles. If this hadn’t happened….then I wouldn’t have…then I wouldn’t be here…
And no matter what happens after the 30 of us board our planes and spread out across the country tomorrow, I know two important things: I have made some of the best friends I will ever meet, and I can have a job that I am crazy about.
Post-college crisis solved.