Kev's on the Bus!

So here is the deal.  Kev's on the bus...not literally, it's more of a metaphor because I'm back in the Minors (not that I ever made it to the Show).  Anyways, what I am trying to say is that for the first time in 12 years I am NOT working at the YMCA.  I have disregarded conventional wisdom and taken a huge leap of faith to follow my dream of working in sports.  I've known since high school that I wanted to work in baseball and until now I've been a "career minor leaguer" (this time both literally - I previously worked for the Durham Bulls in college and figuratively - I never made a career out of it).  But as of November 2011 I am putting all of my eggs in one basket hoping that 1) I like it and 2) I do well enough to find a full time job in sports.

Some of you may be asking yourself..."What's the big deal, he took a new job doing something different?"  This is true, but the big deal comes when you are married, have a mountain of school loans and then decide to leave a job with a decent salary and benefits (ok ok ok...an average salary...fine I got paid in fruit snacks and capri suns).  And I left all of that for a 40 hour a week minimum wage internship (yes you read that right...internship.  NO GUARANTEE of a job after Sept. 18, 2012).  Obviously this was no brainer (said sarcastically as I shake my head holding a paycheck in one hand and my College Foundation bill in the other)!


Anyways...I may start writing more frequently now adding stories of the things that I go through as an intern in minor league baseball.  Some may be funny, others may be me ranting about the village idiots I work with (cough Tyler and Bryda cough...it's ok, I don't think they can read, just kidding...but seriously if they can read...never mind I'm pretty sure they can't read.), and hopefully there are a few epiphanies along the way that can bring me, or someone else, some inspiration.

So grab some peanuts and the beverage of your choice and enjoy my ride!