
I didn't understand their awe as the towering man in the red blazer parted the sea of wide-eyed faces lining the hallways underneath Memorial Stadium in Lincoln, Nebraska. To me, he was just some guy I had followed off the field as I hurried back up to the press box, probably an usher. But they looked at him as if he was some sort of modern Moses, their faces silently thanking him for leading them to the Promised Land.
Just minutes before a nationally televised game against No. 4 Missouri, time refused to thaw until he was well past each tiny droplet that would later trickle into The Sea of Red inside the stadium.
As we neared the elevators, a father stood reverently in full Husker regalia, his two small sons latched to each of his legs, their eyes drifting upward, wondering why their father had frozen without warning.
The man strolled past them, finally allowing the father to crouch and quietly identify the aged man inside the crimson jacket.
"Hey boys, that's Coach Osborne."
All 71 years, 255 wins, and three national championships of him.
And on that gorgeous October night deep inside the heart of America, I got a glimpse of what I love most about sports writing. There aren't 80,000 people who show up for school board meetings every week. There aren't tens of thousands more discussing the proceedings online at message boards. Sports are special. For as much time as we spend playing, watching and talking about them, they come with little obligation. I consider writing about them a privilege. I'm not foolish enough to think of sports as something of the utmost importance. They're not. But the passion of those who love them is indisputable.
Some of life's most memorable moments take place inside living rooms as has-beens and never-weres provide stinging criticisms from their couches while fanatics carefully celebrate inside the stadium, cautious not to tip over that cup of nacho cheese almost forgotten underneath the bleachers. Few writers outside of sports and politics get to write about a subject fueled almost exclusively by enthusiasm. I'm one of the lucky ones.
When people used to ask me what my dream job in this profession was, I never knew the answer. Now I do. Excuse the vaguery, but I want to write about what people care about. Telling stories about people and issues within the world of sports is more rewarding for me than anything else I've done as a journalist. That said, in today's economic and journalistic environment, I'm more than willing and capable to cover any general assignment or beat necessary. Doing so with a narrative tone provides me with a challenge and an opportunity to entertain readers in innovative ways. The hard part is finding a place to tell those stories.
But I suppose that's what this Web site is for.

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