NBA Superfan Should Consider Sports Blogging

I’m hardly one to offer career advice. I live in a bunker under a basement, feed off of cigarette butts, and have no less than two mothers (real and surrogate) living upstairs. And still I file in the poverty bracket.↵
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↵However, I couldn’t help but turn a watchful eye toward this Bloomberg piece, which outlines the exploits of crazed super-fan James F. Goldstein. Long story short, he spends over $300,000 a year to attend all types of games, meet and greet players and fans galore, dress foolishly to get on camera, and have Sam Cassell keep a picture of him in his living room.↵
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↵Secretive about his finances — “investments in California that don’t require much of his time or attention” — no family, refuses to reveal age, claims to date twenty-somethings. Basketball drains his bank account and has become a higher calling, a duty for him, one that involves lots of airline tickets, silly costumes, and behind-the-scenes notoriety.↵
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↵Dude, did you ever consider getting into journalism? Or, in this new age, even blogging? You could probably cut your annual expenses signficantly. And while you wouldn’t get to be buddy-buddy with all the players, all the time — if in fact you believe in their off-the-cuff love — the access would positively blow your mind. Why not use all this time to make a little money and get to the ripe, stinking heart of the game, rather than fritter away the GDP of a small magazine cooing at its surface?↵
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↵I mean, it’s not difficult. Start a site with some of your capital, and in today’s climate, you’ll start saving in no time. Then again, what do I know; my best friend is a dead gold fish with wings.↵