Cheering on press row?

40 cents a mile? Jeez, where can I sign up? Must be nice...

 

been there....many times

 

guys, mileage is no bargain

you may get a few extra bucks in your check now but at the cost of wear on your vehicle

the more you drive, the sooner you'll need a new car. and your mileage won't be enough to pay for it

you might think you're making easy money when you go on a long trip for work, but in the long run you're losing money

 

My team limped into the postseason this year, losing the last two games and still qualifying for the final first-round bye and home slot for the quarters. It was one of those things where you knew the season wasn't going to end in the NCAAs, and I really was hoping we'd lose the three-game series and be done with it. Sure enough, we get swept, and while I was happy to move along, I felt really bad for the players.

Still, wasn't openly cheering for the team to lose in the press box. Didn't say a word when either team scored. My only thought was to have the games end as soon as possible to help out my beat guy, who had a 9:30 deadline for a 7 pm start.

In college hockey, it's a fairly common practice to have players from the visiting team in the box because there's no seats for them elsewhere in the rink. Twice this season I threw out players for cheering from the box and took great joy in doing so.

 

Biggest name I've ever seen do it was Lacy Banks, a columnist for one of the Chicago papers, after MJ hit The Shot against Cleveland in 1989. Next time you see the tape and see the camera pan to Collins running onto the court, look behind him and see Banks -- jumping up and down with his hands in the air.

Heard he was actually suspended for it, too, because the whole world saw it.

 

that's a fucking shame.

i once asked a guy if he was "a fucking cheerleader or a member of the media" in the second quarter of a D-1 football game. needless to say, there wasn't a bunch of chit-chat between us in the second half, which was a shame, too, because he appeared to be a real down-to-earth cocksucker.

 

Copy that. Usually being the only woman around. Spring training is always a whole bunch of kisses, because the guys like to try out the two-cheek thing we do up here.

Players who had gone to other teams, especially in really big markets, realizing how good they had it in our city also usually really happy to see me, again with the two-cheek thing already.

Got bugged about it some by the rivals. Mostly it was because I had chattier relationship with most of the players than they did, simply by the fact that I'd ask them about their wife and kids once in awhile, instead of stone-cold ignoring the middle reliever all season – until the day he shit the bed and they needed a quote.

Irony is that I'm not the kissy type. My first instinct is to put out my hand for a shake, y'know what I mean? Then someone reminds me I'm a girl.

 

I'm due for a new car anyway ('99 Altima with over 200K). I live 47 miles from the office, so I'm already putting excessive mileage on my vehicle.

 

is that 47 miles easy highway driving or lots of lights and slower roads? that's a heck of a long commute. how long's it take?

 

Most of it is on a 60 mph highway and two stoplights that I can usually catch on green. Provided I don't stop for a McGriddle (one of the lights), I usually average 51 minutes on the commute. Not really bad considering most commutes into the city are somewhere in the 45 minute range -- facoring in lights, traffic jams and the such.

 

I did something like that during my internship. It wasn't too bad. Just turn up the tunes and cruise.