The team over at mlb.com sure know how to put together crappy video into something truly amazing and watchable. I shot this video at the White Sox game on July 4th (and wrote the voice over). The result is pretty awesome. And so is the hot dog.

I’m sure a lot of you are wondering how I managed to land my job with the White Sox/MLB. Below is exactly how I got it (excluding my shining resume I sent too) in its entirety. MLB’s twitter page had applicants write a blurb about a team/athlete in their market to the tune of their Cut4 page. I wrote mine on something I just saw online that day, Marlon Byrd getting a new tattoo.


Since Marlon Byrd was just traded to the Red Sox, I had an opportunity to thank the man that, ultimately, got me my job with MLB.com. I literally did thank him and, having never met him before, realized he’s a genuine, down-to-earth guy. He did ask me, jokingly, if he gets to collect on a percentage of my earnings though.



Marlon Byrd Arrives to Camp With New Ink


Chicago Cub, Marlon Byrd showed up to camp a little more colorful than in years past (figuratively and literally).  Byrd shed 20 pounds this offseason after meeting with a professional in New York. He realized he’s coming off his worst Major League season and is in high hopes for the start of 2012.


The Cub also added the following tattoo, an excerpt from Theodore Roosevelt’s “Citizenship in a Republic” speech, to his right arm. Byrd’s wife sends this quote to him every Opening Day and he thinks it speaks directly to him:

 


“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.”


Rumor has it that Byrd was going back and forth about tattooing this, The Declaration of Independence, or the entire script of The Shawshank Redemption onto his arm.


- Jordan Kalkofen


I have no idea how many people applied for this position, but I am honored and blessed to be working in baseball again.