A man is not old until regrets take the place of dreams. ~John Barrymore
Sports are a road lined with dreams. There are dreams the size of Wal-Mart (making the “big leagues”) or dreams the size of Mom & Pop Market (making a high school team). It doesn’t matter if you’re an athlete, a businessman (owner) or a sportswriter/journalist, dreams to be in sports come in all shapes, sizes and colors. Including my own.
I have always been a sports fan. When I was born, instead of crying “wah”, I said “Rai-, rai-, rai-ders” instead. My family, including my almost 80-year-old mother and 80 +year-old aunt, are huge sports fans. We all played sports, attended sporting events, watched it on tv and of course, debated it. However, as the youngest in the family my voice wasn’t heard very much.
Almost three years ago, I discovered Twitter. At first, I used it for, of all things, online shopping deals. Being a gal that can’t stand shopping, it was perfect for me. Until I discovered sports people on Twitter. There weren’t many on my timeline at first but I began to see the connections grow. And grow. And, well, you know, grow.
Twitter has become an integral part of the sports experience. Twitter account names and even hashtags have invaded live sporting events, uniforms, even sports television shows. It’s all connected.
That’s where I come in. Seeing before the growth explosion, I took it upon myself to become a Twitter sports reporter. Utilizing lists and third-party application “TweetDeck”, I began to track the happenings in the sports world before most major networks integrated Twitter into their every day reporting. Something happened in the NFL, I’d see it on Twitter and re-tweet it or tweet the information myself. Hockey? Got it covered. Golf? That too. College sports? Of course. You name it, I’ve tweeted or re-tweeted it, including controversial subjects like the Penn State scandal, just to name one.By bringing the content, I created my own niche in the sports media landscape as a Twitter sports reporter. Thus, my dream was ignited and my voice began to be heard.