I am asked some form of the following questions almost every
day:
“What’s it like being a sports anchor and reporter? “ Fun but hard.
“How did you get into this business? “ Read this.
“Have you always wanted to do this? “ Yes. This and more.
But more and more, the individuals who want to enter the sports media world think we spend our days cheering at games, chugging champagne with owners and chest bumping athletes. Not quite.
Take Easter Sunday 2013, for example. Photographer Bill Ellis and I left San
Antonio at 10:30am, where the Rangers had just wrapped up their spring training
schedule with a two-game series against the Padres. Our final destination? Houston for the season opener between the
Rangers and Astros on Sunday night.
Here’s a typical "day in the life" that includes everything from stale hot dogs to a drunken Astros fan bum rushing our live shot:
7:30am: Wake up.
3pm: Arrive at the park, get credentials, go through security and get lost in the bowels of the facility trying to find the Rangers clubhouse. Talk to producer at the station about our plan for the evening.
4:30pm: Interview
Ron Washington amidst a gaggle of reporters in the Rangers dugout. Once done with Wash, we start shooting video
and gathering interviews with fans for our story on Opening Day that will air
on the Score on CBS11 later that night.
5:15pm: Fight our
way upstairs to the press box to see if there is a seat for us to watch the
game and space for Bill to set up equipment to begin editing our story. No space, as they are at maximum
capacity. Reporters are sitting in the
dining room and at spare tables in the hallway.
Bill and I go downstairs to find a space to work.
7:45pm: Finally
get back to our base in the bowels of Minute Maid Park. Bill gets his cold hot dog. I finally get the chance to watch the game on
a TV in the press conference room. I
don’t actually see a single pitch in person.
The Astros radio broadcast is piped through the TV. I use my MLB at Bat app to listen to Eric
Nadel and Matt Hicks. In a rush to leave
my hotel room, I leave my iPad charger in the room. I have to conserve battery life to use my
iPad later in the evening so can’t listen to them continuously.
9:55pm: Top of the 9th inning. We walk to the Rangers clubhouse to prepare
for postgame interviews
11:15pm: In place
for our live shot. An over-served fan
shouts to us “Go back to Arlington!” His
wife drags him away. Bill is still
feeding material to our station. A photographer
from KTRK is shooting my live shot. There
is a monster truck cruising up and down
the street behind us while sitting on his horn.
Once I begin introducing my postgame interviews, I notice the KTRK
photographer shaking his head “no”. I
feel a brush of air over my right shoulder.
Out of the corner of my left eye I see Bill rushing towards me. He pushes a drunken Astros fan out of the
way. Bill says this guy was charging
towards us. I turn around to see briefly
what’s happening. I think I stumble on
my intro.
Monday Morning:
“What’s it like being a sports anchor and reporter? “ Fun but hard.
“How did you get into this business? “ Read this.
“Have you always wanted to do this? “ Yes. This and more.
But more and more, the individuals who want to enter the sports media world think we spend our days cheering at games, chugging champagne with owners and chest bumping athletes. Not quite.
THIS happened! |
Bill Ellis & I heading to Minute Maid Park |
Here’s a typical "day in the life" that includes everything from stale hot dogs to a drunken Astros fan bum rushing our live shot:
7:30am: Wake up.
8am: Head to the hotel
lobby to FaceTime with my daughter and husband.
Jordan's 1st egg hunt. I missed all the fun this weekend! |
8:15am: Workout
for 45 minutes. I’m always
fighting that extra 10 pounds a camera adds.
9am: Breakfast and
blogging about things to do in Houston.
10am: Back to the
room to pack.
10:30am: Leave
for Houston
1:30pm: Arrive at
Hilton Americas. Start getting dressed
immediately with big hair and TV anchor makeup.
2:45pm: Leave for
Minute Maid Park. It’s about 8/10 of a
mile from the hotel, so we walk.
3pm: Arrive at the park, get credentials, go through security and get lost in the bowels of the facility trying to find the Rangers clubhouse. Talk to producer at the station about our plan for the evening.
3:30pm: Rangers
clubhouse opens. We interview David
Murphy, Lance Berkman, Mitch Moreland and Ian Kinsler. Adrian Beltre and AJ Pierzynski turn us down
for interviews.
Ron Washington meets the media |
Rangers waiting to take the field for batting practice |
5:30pm: Set up
shop in the Astros press conference room on the completely opposite side of the
Park from the Rangers clubhouse, about a four-minute walk. I begin logging sound and video to write my
story.
6pm: Done writing
story. It’s time to voice audio. There is no ideal sound proof area to record
audio, so we use the Astros cloth press conference backdrop to muffle the
sound. A photographer from a Houston
station leaves the room in the middle of our tracking session, so I start
over. Repeatedly. It
takes me three or four attempts to get
the audio recorded. By now it’s freezing
in the press room. Bill and I are
shivering. There is no cell service in
this room. We have to leave the room and
walk to a lobby area for text messages or phone calls. Luckily the building’s Wi-Fi signal works in
this room.
6:20pm: Both of
us are starving. I trudge back to the
press room to grab something to eat.
Bill is hungry but wants to edit this story and get it done. He asks me to get him a pretzel.
6:30pm: Buy media
dinner for $10. I broke my fork trying
to cut the meat offered. I take about
three bites of everything: the freezing
iceberg lettuce, the hard meat and greasy potatoes. I try the popcorn. It’s stale.
The frozen yogurt isn’t bad. I leave
to get Bill’s pretzel. Every concession
stand is packed. By the time I have
waited my 22 minutes and get to the counter for his pretzel, this particular
stand has run out of them. I try to text
Bill to see if he wants something else.
He doesn’t get the text because of the bad cell signal. I march back to the press box to grab him one
of three hot dogs left on the roaster.
It looks like it’s been sitting there for four hours.
My view of the game from the bowels of Minute Maid Park |
My view of Lyle Lovett from the bowels. |
10:05pm: It seems to take longer than usual to get
into the clubhouse after the Rangers 8-2 loss.
We enter Wash’s office. Rangers
PR guy John Blake says that TV reporters will ask questions first followed by
print media but every media person packs Wash’s tiny office. I ask two questions and leave.
10:30pm:
Interview Matt Harrison, Derek Lowe and AJ Pierzynski. Get 1-on-1 interviews with Nelson Cruz, Elvis
Andrus and David Murphy. Bill points
out it’s getting late and we need leave for our live shot location.
10:50pm: Arrive
to live shot location outside Minute Maid Park.
We need to feed back the interviews we gathered. We are working with our Houston “sister
station” KTRK. Their technology is not
compatible with ours so we must feed our material a second time using our “backup”
equipment brought with us from Dallas.
The video quality is not that great.
11pm: Touch up
hair and makeup for live shot. Begin gathering
my thoughts to determine how I am going to introduce my postgame sound and
story that we shot earlier in the day. A
nice young lady from Dallas starts asking me how to break into the sports
broadcasting business. I chat with her
for about 10 minutes. I’ve only spent
five solid minutes preparing what to say before I am on television.
The bum rush...wasn't nearly as bad as it felt. |
11:19pm: Our live
shot is over. Bill can’t believe that
guy came out of nowhere. My heart is
still pounding because it freaked me out so much. We break down our equipment and walk back to
Hilton.
11:45pm: Arrive
at the hotel. We’re starving. Again. There is a lone Easter basket leftover from
the hotel’s egg hunt with some Reese’s peanut butter cup miniature candies. I grab six of those and go to the room for my “second
dinner”. Bill later tells me he ordered
room service. It finally arrives at 12:45am. $42.50 for a chicken sandwich and carrot
cake.
Monday Morning:
8am: Leave for
Dallas and write this post in the car on the way home.
Noon: Arrive home. My daughter runs away when I try to hug
her. I think that despite FaceTime, she
forgot about me.
While we’re not always on the road, we travel a fair
amount. In fact our days are jam-packed
a little tighter when we’re at home. Long
days with unexpected surprises and a few speed bumps are the norm. Is this an easy job? No. Is
it fun? Without question. We wouldn’t have it any other way….except the
no-hug part from Jordan.
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