There are times I hate the pros. Young millionaires. Sure, they've worked hard to get where they are, and yeah, they're the best at what they do, but sometimes they play entitled, speak entitled, and create situations that place them in a bad light. And honestly, I don't know if I can get behind people like that. There are the class acts, but then there are the people who ruin it all.
As a young broadcaster I've worked with people who are the up-and-comers. The ones with fire in their eyes to play for pride. They don't play for the money, they play because they love the game. When you see the reaction of a team that has won a championship, when you see the reaction of a team who lost a championship, and they didn't play for money, they played for pride, you realize just how awesome telling that story was.
After being a part of Millersville hockey's championship loss and other large games in my career, telling those stories seems special. Even though many people didn't take part along for the ride, I felt so much more connected to these people. I wanted them to win. I wanted them to do well because I wanted them to show pride in what they did. It wasn't about the money.
The step to that "pro level" of broadcasting is perilous in two different ways. I don't know if I'll be like the athletes that get pro money, if I'll just forget about what it is to broadcast for pride as opposed to the money, or if I will enjoy broadcasting for pros. That I don't know, but it's something I'm legitimately concerned about.
Long story short, I love telling the stories of the people just working hard for the sake of working hard, you know?
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