A picture is worth a thousand words

When I was about 9 years old someone from my elementary school had their picture in the paper. I don't remember anymore what the article was about, all I remember is that I was jealous. I wanted more than anything in the world to be in the newspaper. I would do things like alphabetize my baseball cards and then ask my Mom to call the newspaper to see if they wanted to come do a story about me and my baseball cards. The newspaper never returned my Mom's calls (actually, I'm pretty sure my Mom never called).

In high school I had my picture in the paper twice, and it was not as cool as I thought it'd be. This first one was on the front page of the sports section:

That's me, trying to avoid a foul while simultaneously kicking someone in the crotch. We lost that game by 15. The other picture was not as colorful or prominent, but the picture was of me getting my shot blocked.

Today was my chance at redemption as the Register Guard came to the school to interview me about this fundraiser. A photographer came and took some pictures, but not a single one of me kicking anyone or getting my shot blocked. Check out the video:

Special thanks to my two amazing videographers, my wife Oksana, and my friend Candace. Quality work, ladies.