SEC Men’s Basketball Tournament – SEC Network and ABC on ESPN
Finally got the logos finished on the glass.
Still “living the dream” ….
A phrase that is said over and over by freelancers across the country, when asked “How are you”.
That’s where I find myself today.
But really, what does that mean?
Cause I never dreamed of a life like this. And I am pretty sure, not any sane person would.
Thursday and Friday were a total blur. Double headers both days. Stayed after the morning games to start building for the next day and came in early before the morning games to finish prepping.
Every millimeter of my body aches from sitting for 10+ hours for the past 10 days
But I did take a break long enough to go out on the floor during the Kentucky game on Friday – it was insane!
A certain prominent Kentucky fan, who is an actress with a first name of Ashley and has a famous race car driver for a husband (as if you needed that clue) - her father is a freelancer for ESPN and was working this event. So all the boys on the crew were giddy because Ashley was hanging out in our catering room.
Apparently she forgot to lock the door when she used our bathroom and one of the APs walked in on her.
Not sure who was more at fault - her not locking the door - or him for using the ladies room ?
Friday night was the worst. Had a 6 hour turnaround. Which means when I left on Friday night, I had to be back in my seat 6 hours later for yet another double header! Not to mention the fact that there are about a million Kentucky fans at our hotel and the streets are crawling with them at 6 am – already drinking! (or still)
They are EVERYWHERE!
Okay, in all fairness, there were a lot of Tennessee fans in this shot too!
Saturday evening I treated myself to Morton’s. I thought I would be able to find a respite from drunk Kentucky fans there. Or they would be at least civilized UK fans.
Wrong! Just rich UK fans!
I sat at the bar.
A man in his late 70s starting chatting with me. I was cordial but not inviting. He was there rooting from Arkansas with some friends of his. His wife was dead, but he still hangs out with their friends.
He literally said that – “My wife is dead”
Which was fine, I just though he would of said it differently
Well, the conversation continued and next thing I know, I am being asked to join him and his friends for dinner, as his date.
What?
Thank God my dinner arrived at that moment so I had a nice way to decline.
Only me could get picked up by a man old enough to be my grandfather!
Back to the hotel...
One of our announcers is staying in the room next to mine. He stays up late talking (loudly) on his phone in his announcer voice and gets up crazy early and restarts the process. I am going to lose my mind pretty soon!
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