By Matthew Berry
Nuts.
That's all I can think of. I am sitting on a set, in a chair, 15 feet from Boomer, Tom Jackson and Mark Schlereth. It's about ten minutes to air and the producer is going through the final machinations of the show. Boomer's looking at his rundown and saying things like "Okay, then I throw it to Matthew, right?"
Nuts, right?
I can tell you a few things about last night, where I was the fantasy analyst on ESPN's SportsCenter Fantasy Show. First, you can play for free at ESPN.com. Just saying.
Second, everyone is super nice. Jaws, Salisbury, Schlereth, Irvin. All of them made a point of saying hi, welcoming me, seriously, if they didn't, look, I would jus not write anything, but honestly, all of them, to a man, could not have been nicer. Mort, Suzy, Ditka and Nick Bakay were not in Bristol, so I didn't meet them and I already knew Jaws from the Fantasy Show, but everyone else? Awesome.
Here was the most interesting part to me at least. What you see on camera is exactly what you see off. Boomer and TJ just laugh and laugh. Seriously, we are all in the green room for the hour before getting make-up and all we did was talk T.O., Reggie Bush and the game that night. What everyone said on air they said privately beforehand. They all give Irvin crap for defending T.O. and Irvin sticks to his guns off air as well.
They are all aware of fantasy, how huge it is and say that 9 out of 10 people that come up to them ask them about their fantasy teams. Schlereth, by the way, is hard core. He plays in a bunch of leagues and told me he's trying to find a league where they count offensive linemen. I mean seriously, he's into it.
On air, in case you missed it, I did well, I thought. I was supposed to have four segments - the second one got cut due to time - so I only did 3. First one I was a bit nervous on - I was supposed to give my analysis of round one, which I did - hated Mort taking Reggie Bush and didn't like Bakay taking Steven Jackson with Ronnie Brown and Cadillac on the board.
So then I am supposed to give my Coca Cola Zero Best Available.
So then I say what my piece, got a guy yelling in my ear to wrap it up wrap it up so I quickly end and get to the Best Available except I forget to say Coca Cola Zero, which the good people at Coca Cola paid good money for me to say Coca Cola Zero. Which I hear is quite tasty. So I go back, I say that, they yell hurry up, I whip through one or two best available. And then they say "One More." So, I, uh, give one more. Then I hear "Throw to Boomer."
Hilarious.
So I throw to Boomer. And then, when it is time for my second hit, Boomer says "Let's go to The Talented Mr. Roto, Roto-Rooter."
Come on, now. Did I just get a nickname from Boomer on SportsCenter?
I can die now. Everything else is gravy.
After the show, I didn't have a ride to the hotel - I don't have a car here in Bristol - so I was gonna call a cab, but Tom Jackson offered to give me a ride. Seriously, it's nuts, right?
I celebrated by treating myself to a night of just answering emails and dealing with site business and not actually writing the TRUM until now, which has since turned into the afternoon. Ah, the beauty of a blog.
I can tell you, for what it is worth, that every single one of these guys talk to the head coaches, players, all the time. Cell phones were ringing off the hook and it was all guys you know. Of interest to us, incidentally, is that Mark Schlereth and Tom Jackson - tow guys who know a thing or two about Denver - both think Mike Bell is the real deal.