January 3, 2011
My passion for sports began when I first stepped onto a baseball diamond as a little leaguer. I was enamored with the game instantly, though at the time I didn’t know the difference between short stop and second base. Athletic competition immediately became a driving force in my life. Early on, I dedicated myself to the game of baseball, collecting cards and religiously tuning in to Baseball Tonight. My love for baseball only grew as I got older, and that deep affection for the game remains today.
Just before entering junior high, I hit a gnarly growth spurt, sprouting up quickly into a lanky six-foot frame. Naturally, my competitive focus soon turned to basketball, and I spent most of my junior high and high school years fixed on improving my game. I modeled my game after Dirk Nowitzki, though I never grew much above my six-foot build. I spent hours as a high-schooler on my home concrete court perfecting the ark on my Dirk-inspired trey ball, and soon found myself draining threes as a varsity member of my high school basketball team.
My stint in competitive sports ended there, and in college my passion for sports shifted from active participant to crazed observer. I find beauty in every game-- the majesty of a perfect twenty-five foot put, the unbridled force of linebacker and receiver colliding over the middle, the effortless grace of a well-timed crossover—it all entertains, and more importantly inspires me each day.
One of the best things about living in the U.S. is being able to experience, first hand, the intensity and diversity of our vast array of high-level athletic competitions. I truly feel blessed to have been raised in this country, and I’m honored to be a fan among fans in the Bleacher Report community.
I received my bachelor’s degree in English from the University of Wyoming in 2009 and currently work as a copywriter for a major internet retailer.
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