Me vs. The Sport Industry

I miss college; and it's not even that I miss living the college life - I miss my major...I miss my classes, my discussions, my projects, my assignments, my professors, my peers and most of all I miss having dreams. I miss believing in myself that I could be successful out of college. I miss the challenges and the pursuit of my ever-changing dream. I miss being happy and being excited for what my unpredictable future had in store.

I looked back at some of my old projects and class notes and let me tell you...I have so damn much to offer the sport industry. I am not one to be conceited and even if I believe in myself I don't show it too often, but holy cow do I know my shit. I have so much to bring to the table in so many different facets it's disgusting to me when I look at what I've settled for. I detest that my gender creates such a near impossible barrier for entry and succession in this industry and the lack of familiarity with my college and my program (though it is and has consistently been in the top 25 best sport management programs in the nation) poses a much bigger obstacle than I ever imagined it could. I blame a lot of this on the freaking economy and the restraints it has put on all of us. I blame the ignorance and close-mindedness of the many professionals already in the industry. With that, I do have to thank the few wonderful, helpful, open-minded, encouraging and intelligent professionals that I have had the pleasure and honor of knowing.

I am so sick of being held down and approaching closed doors. I am putting my game face on and my fighting gloves are ready...bring it the fuck on - no more complacency, no more confusion, no more doubt. I am a warrior and I will not give up, I will never give up...it's time to do what I best; chase dreams...