As a popular sports personality, I like to keep in touch with the fans. I want to listen to you, because you make this thing go. I hear your struggles, I hear your triumphs.
I hear what you're saying right now, and right now you're pissed.
You're upset I'm not blogging more often.
Heard, understood and acknowledged.
I don't want to offer up a lot of excuses, but I will say this: I've had a lot of irons in the fire over the past few weeks. One of those irons was a little something called City Softball.
But I'm happy to report that distraction will no longer be an issue. Why?
Because we won the friggin' championship!
It gives me great honor to announce that me and my team of ragged misfits rolled through the Orem City softball season undefeated, and then claimed the tournament championship with gusto. It was a thrilling moment in my life, and I now know what it feels like to be a champion. I know what it means to walk in the shoes of other great champions, like Joe Montana, Vlade Divac and The Undertaker.
It was a long struggle, but we finally did it.
Thanks in advance for your congratulations.