Archive for October 2011
- I joined my good friend Wes Bunting of the National Football Post to talk some 2012 NFL Draft. We chatted about the top two wide receiver prospects–I like Alshon Jeffrey, he’s a Justin Blackmon fan. I also got a chance to talk about my draft “man crush,” Wisconsin OG Kevin Zeitler. Draft Talk 6.0
- A couple of B/R writers, Andrew Kulha (a former internship all star) and Matt Miller (NFL Draft Lead Writer) have a new(ish) podcast called. They let me on as an appetizer for San Francisco 49ers rookie, Chris Culliver. We had a great draft chat. 4th and Long
- Phil Dawson of “The Big 1070” Madison, WI mentioned me as one of his “Top Twitter Follows of Fall.” If you’re not following me on Twitter, see if you’re looking for what Phil says about me: “@Schottey provides unabashed opinions over the entire NFL landscape, and doesn’t come off smarmy or like a know it all.” Fall’s Top Follows
DICK CONNOR WRITING AWARDS:
1. Eric Edholm, Pro Football Weekly: One displaced fan’s Super Bowl nightmare
2. Greg Bishop, New York Times: A coach’s rebuke and a player’s shrug
3. Sean Jensen, Chicago Sun-Times: Brad Childress’ struggles with the Minnesota Vikings
Honorable mention. Shawn Krest, All Headline News: Roethlisberger calls night club visit, karaoke ‘tradition’
1. Tim Graham, espn.com: Whirl interrupted: Steve Johnson drops the ball
2. Rich Cimini, espnNewYork.com: Jets come from behind, beat Texans
3. Sean Jensen, Chicago Sun-Times: Cutler’s family, friends watch victory over Seattle
1. Mark Purdy, San Jose Mercury News: JaMarcus Russell: When he was king
3. Howard Balzer, The Sports Xchange: Don Coryell not in the Hall of Fame — but should be
1. Seth Wickersham, ESPN the Magazine: The curious case of Deion Sanders
2. Sean Jensen, Chicago Sun-Times: Bears’ Tommie Harris visited by his friend Randy Chon
3. David Weinberg, Press of Atlantic City: Antonio Dixon’s new life
Honorable mention. Matt Crossman, Sporting News: The legend of Ndamukong Suh
1. Ian Rapoport, Boston Herald: Roster overhaul key to Patriots’ success
2. Seth Wickersham, ESPN the Magazine: You have terrible taste in prospects (story about scouts’ role in the draft)
3. Sean Jensen, Chicago Sun-Times: Julius Peppers’ hometown: Bailey, N.C.
1. Ralph Vacchiano, N.Y. Daily News
2. Brian Allee-Walsh, New Orleans.com
3. Tim Graham, ESPN.com
Congratulations to all the winners!
We are grateful once again to have distinguished University of Houston journalism professor David McHam as the judge for our five “story” categories. McHam is being honored this month in Waco, Tex., for his 50-year career in journalism education, which started at Baylor. Huge thanks to the two judges for the Blog Award: Kenneth Bunting, Executive Director of the National Freedom of Information Coalition, which operates out of the University of Missouri School of Journalism; and Glenn Drosendahl, former long-time editor in the sports department at the Seattle Post-Intelligencer and a former Seahawks beat writer. … And thanks once again to PFWA Secretary Howard Balzer for the processing of entries for the contest.
I was given the opportunity to write a “textbook” chapter over at the Bleacher Report blog. I picked the topic of “how to watch a game” because it was a struggle when I first started in sports. T.V. (and radio before it) has trained us to watch the result instead of the process. Because of that, sports fans miss 90% of what actually goes on! As a writer, it’s my job to tell that story as well.
The setting of picks and off-ball screens in basketball can provide a myriad of information while the point guard is idly dribbling in one spot. The infield shift in baseball can be infinitely more important than the pitcher shaking off his catcher’s third sign. In football, following the ball leads to complete ignorance of what 20 of the 22 men on the field are doing.
Train yourself to watch different players at different points of the game. Focus on a defensive end/offensive tackle matchup. Watch how the center posts up his defender in anticipation of a pass that may never come. Notice the infielder hustle to back up a throw that he hopes will never get to him. You’ll learn more about the game and have more to tell your readers!
I also touch on the importance of immediacy and uniqueness which amateur writers often overlook in attempts to be thorough and “one of the herd.”
It’s absurd to me.
One of my most treasured memories of my sainted father is lying next to him almost every night as we read books together. I can remember his booming voice reading me Dr. Seuss’ “The Foot Book” at 3, “Pilgrim’s Progress” at 6 and “The Screwtape Letters” at 10. I would go on to read those books myself shortly after we had finished them together.
Maybe I was just lucky. My private school education afforded me not only chances others don’t get, but also constant long car rides with my father. Having a man with a master’s degree explain the current events on NPR seems a lot more fruitful than being on a school bus next to the kid who recently captured his 123rd Pokemon.
My dad could identify most classical music within a few measures and knew ever song from the 50’s by heart. I am 100% confident that my father would never had let me listen to a song like “Teenage Dream” no matter how much he might’ve secretly appreciated other things about Katy Perry.
Another memory, from a few months after my father had died, sticks out to me. I was standing in a community bank opening my very own college checking account–which may or may not still be open, what’s the compounded interest on 10 dollars of leftover plasma donation money?
As I stood in line, somewhere between the 3rd and 4th circles of hell, a young girl asked her father what that “big thing” on the wall was. The dad, who had been studying his checkbook, bent down and explained what a clock was, how it worked, and how to tell time. A few minutes later, the little girl got to the front of the line and correctly told the teller exactly what time it was.
How many times have you seen a situation start out exactly like that, but end with a parent hushing their child or simply pretending he or she doesn’t exist?
How can children get to preschool or (worse) kindergarten without being able to read simple words, tell time, spell their name, identify colors, tie their shoes, etc? Moreover, when did it become the teacher’s fault when that same kid is behind months and years later?
I’m not a perfect parent and I’m blessed to be married to one, so this advice is just as much for me as it is for the nameless masses out there: parents, take the time to be parents. Teach your child something new today. If nothing else, teach them that they’re worth your time.
George Carlin says it like no one else could. Don’t worry, there are no naughty words!
Each day, I roll out of bed and get ready for work.
On any given day, that means little more than walking into the living room and waking up my Toshiba Satellite from its much needed sleep state. That’s it. On a good day, I have time to go work out first and (*gasp*) shower.
Working from home does have its unique disadvantages as well.
On top of that list is having no idea what fresh air smells like. I live in Florida and that means air conditioning for all by two months out of the year. Since I work every day during the NFL season, I don’t get out much. Thankfully, I have acquired the initiative to trudge over to the community fitness center which (if nothing else) makes me feel accomplished and reminds me other people exist.
Personally, eating is another big hurdle. Working from home means an entire pantry full of food constantly beckoning with its starchy little fingers. My wife and I do a great job stocking the house with healthy food and my morning meal is (almost) always a fruit and yogurt smoothie. Still, the afternoon-dinner period can be a diet’s biggest pratfall.
Finally, it’s hard to leave your work at the office when your home is the office. My wife is a teacher and usually has her own little projects. If I follow suit, that can mean some sneaky 12-hour work days which, when piled up, can really strain the ol’ sanity. With Sunday and Monday night football, US Men’s National Soccer games, playoff baseball, and the 24/7 sports news cycle, the job can consume you. Sometimes putting the laptop away and turning the smart phone off is the only cure. Bonus points for getting on the floor and getting some daddy-and-son time.
Still, I love working from home.
Working from home means I never have to pack a lunch and I save a lot of money from never buying one either. Working from home means that I have time to cook dinner every night and don’t have to feed a bunch of processed junk to my family. Working from home means that I can listen to TV or Spotify all day long and never have to click on a “boss button.” If my kid is sick, I don’t need to pay a babysitter. If I’m sick, I don’t need to miss work.
I don’t worry about office politics or the morning commute. I don’t question the ergonomic support of my couch, nor do I care about the motivational quality of my living room. I’ve never gotten sick because my co-workers don’t take care of themselves and I’ve never been chewed out for being late. I never been in the doghouse for working late and I’ve never been tempted by drinks on the way home.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I only work half-days on Wednesday. So, I’m going to go remember what the sun looks like.
WordPress said I should delete the first post and create one of my own. So here goes:
I don’t really have tons of time to write. For those of you who just stumbled here, I’m a pretty busy guy and I already spend way too much time online. I serve as NFL Associate Editor of Bleacher Report, one of the internet’s most popular Sports websites. I also write occasionally over there (link on the right.) I spend far more time on Twitter than is probably healthy and am a recovering Facebooker.
I signed up with WordPress to help write daily devotions over at my church’s website (link also on the right.) I spent 8+ years training to be a minister and that’s a pretty great use of said training. I’ll be splitting duties over there with my Pastor and his Vicar. Both are great writers, so whenever you click, you’ll be in good hands.
So what will go here at “Schottey Musings?” A lot of randomness.
I’ll keep things as apolitical as I can, but some things just tick me off. I’ll complain about popular culture a lot and proffer up my high-minded/high-horsed two cents about how our world is tearing apart at the seams. (Kidding, but no, really.) I’ll share some fun stories about my two-year old son who is far more hilarious than I could ever be. I’ll post some great links I’ve read about social media and some great recipes that I’ve tried.
Mostly, I’ll check the site stats and become alternately neurotic and narcissistic. So, either check the site or not depending on what medication you’d like to see me on.