There are some things I miss about working in the sports department of a daily newspaper:
Friendships. Camaraderie. And stopping everything we were doing — no matter how swamped we were or how close to deadline — to watch the Jack Link’s Beef Jerky “Messin’ with Sasquatch” commercials on the office television. Operations in the Record-Courier Sports Department came to a screeching halt every time they came on, regardless of how many times we had seen one.
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