By Lyle Fitzsimmons - All things considered, it’s a good thing I’m a writer.
Though message-board contributors and e-mailers frequently suggest I take up house painting or grocery bagging for a living, this is really the only legitimate form of work I’m qualified to do.
In fact, I shudder sometimes when pondering the professional path I might have taken had it not been for my seventh-grade English teacher – Robert Rycombel – who scribbled a grade onto a 1981 composition with the counsel, “You might want to think of this as a career, pal.”
To paraphrase Olympic hockey hero Mike Eruzione, one classroom in either direction at Edward Town Junior High School and I’ve have been selling insurance.
But one thing’s for sure… I’d never have made it as a futures trader.
Oh sure, I’ve been a sports fan all my life and I like to entertain myself with the idea that I can spot trends and identify Hall of Famers years in advance, but the truth of the matter is that my wife, Danielle, is the brains of the family when it comes to that skill.
Give her 20 dollars and a Daily Racing Form and she’ll parlay it into a mortgage payment.
Give me the same stake and I’ll be back to bleed the ATM within 15 minutes.
Same goes for fantasy football and baseball, where the success you’d think would follow a 20-year sportswriter instead seems destined for foes’ girlfriends who forecast results on color schemes and helmet designs more so than pre-draft player evaluations. [Click Here To Read More]
Though message-board contributors and e-mailers frequently suggest I take up house painting or grocery bagging for a living, this is really the only legitimate form of work I’m qualified to do.
In fact, I shudder sometimes when pondering the professional path I might have taken had it not been for my seventh-grade English teacher – Robert Rycombel – who scribbled a grade onto a 1981 composition with the counsel, “You might want to think of this as a career, pal.”
To paraphrase Olympic hockey hero Mike Eruzione, one classroom in either direction at Edward Town Junior High School and I’ve have been selling insurance.
But one thing’s for sure… I’d never have made it as a futures trader.
Oh sure, I’ve been a sports fan all my life and I like to entertain myself with the idea that I can spot trends and identify Hall of Famers years in advance, but the truth of the matter is that my wife, Danielle, is the brains of the family when it comes to that skill.
Give her 20 dollars and a Daily Racing Form and she’ll parlay it into a mortgage payment.
Give me the same stake and I’ll be back to bleed the ATM within 15 minutes.
Same goes for fantasy football and baseball, where the success you’d think would follow a 20-year sportswriter instead seems destined for foes’ girlfriends who forecast results on color schemes and helmet designs more so than pre-draft player evaluations. [Click Here To Read More]
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