For as long as I can remember, purple and gold has run
through my veins. It has never mattered what sport, I have always cheered on
the Tigers of LSU to maximum capacity. The first LSU sporting event I can
recall is a football homecoming matchup against Iowa State sometime in the
1990s in the DiNardo-era when it was rare for 80,000 fans to show up to even
the biggest of games. From then, I was hooked.
My entire
life, I have imagined myself as a student at LSU, at the very least. When my
dreams of playing collegiate baseball were cut short in my senior year of high
school after a torn rotator cuff, I made that image a reality. I gave up the
leather and spikes to work towards a degree of some sort in Baton Rouge. I
started that trek as a History major but quickly learned that wasn’t the field
for me. After lots of searching, I settled in for two years as a Sport
Administration major with hopes of one day earning one of the high billing jobs
in the industry such as a General Manager in professional baseball or an
Athletic Director at a top tier university. Through a connection, I made my
first strides towards making that dream come true. In September of 2010, I
began working for LSU Athletic Facilities, an area that I knew nothing about.
That job has lead me to more twists and turns than I care to recount, but in a
relatively good way.
The past
two years have taught me more lessons that I could have ever imagined. As a
student worker, I have put in many more hours of labor than I have schoolwork,
something I take pride in. I give tours to crowds as big as 200 people of Tiger
Stadium and get to watch people fulfill life-long dreams of seeing some of LSU’s
most sacred grounds. I step foot on every single seat in the football stadium
after every football game to ensure that no damage has been done to this
collegiate football cathedral. I also drive some of LSU’s smaller athletic
teams to and from the airport for extra pay which allows me to mingle with some
of the greatest minds in college athletics.
In the
spring of 2011, I finally decided on an academic path as a dual-major in Mass
Communication (Public Relations) and Sport Administration (Sport Commerce) with
a minor in Business Administration. The Mass Communication side of my education
opened up a completely new chapter in my life with sports journalism. Randomly,
I applied as sports writer for The Daily Reveille on campus and got a position
covering football recruiting and tennis. While I was a self-proclaimed expert
on everything dealing with LSU football, I knew nothing about tennis. During
the spring of 2012, I took on the role perfectly. I embraced the new job, along
with my job in the athletic department, and used it as a stepping-stone. I was
blessed to cover huge events such as the Bayou Bash, a recruiting spectacle
held in the Baton Rouge River Center to celebrate the future stars of LSU
football, and write important features on them. In the past month, as a result
of my work, I accepted a position as the Director of Operations for the LSU
Men’s Tennis team.
However,
that does not begin to describe my passion for everything that LSU represents.
When learning that I was studying in Europe, I was immediately excited to learn
about the fans of European soccer teams. The enthusiasm that Europeans show
towards their respective clubs has always intrigued me, though I know
absolutely nothing about the sport. Being a life-long LSU fan has made me
appreciate the true passion and culture behind a team, something I do not feel
that many Americans have. I will argue and fight until my face is blue to
defend my Tigers.
The
pinnacle of my LSU fandom was reached on November 5, 2011, when LSU and Alabama
faced off in the infamous “Game of the Century”. I made the trip to Tuscaloosa
not knowing what kind of fan base I was up against, and I quickly learned it
was not one for the light-hearted. There were several close calls with ignorant
rednecks, and what I thought to be classy females. I was referred to as
“Louisiana trash” several times, but it did not waver my confidence in the
slightest. I thought my life was going to hit its highest point in New Orleans
for the National Championship, but unfortunately, due to what I still believe
was shady coaching, my heart and soul was absolutely crushed. It is still hard
for me to show highlight tapes of the 2011 season to “fans” and not get upset
that the video doesn’t show Les Miles hoisting up the crystal ball with glee.
My
favoritism towards LSU is not to be confused with a purple-and-gold bias. I
perfectly understand the sports world and all the great teams that compete. I
know when to take the gold-tinted glasses off and to look at the sports world
from a realistic view. I was one of the few LSU fans who predicted the collapse
of the baseball team’s run against Stony Brook this season before it occurred.
I really
think not a single LSU fan appreciates this team and school as much as I do. In
a way, it perfectly embodies who I am as a person; passionate and loyal. I
don’t believe there is a single school as unique as LSU. The culture makes us
one-of-a-kind. We have the most successful baseball program in the country to
go along prominent basketball, track, softball and gymnastics teams. Our fans
bow down to nobody. We will out cook, out cheer, and out drink any fan base in
America and that is not to be taken lightly. We will travel to any corner of
America to watch our Tigers play and will always support the team even when
times are hard. I love my Tigers and forever it will show through my work in
the athletic department and through my education.
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