In the field of media, we tend to take our audience for granted. We look at people as numbers. Site hits, ratings, subscriptions. We reduce the people who care about us to statistics. I hate that.
I say this a lot, but if I could meet everyone who has ever read this site and talk to them, I’d enjoy that. There is nothing that makes me happier than entertaining the people who find some value, however great or however miniscule, in my words.
On the occasions when I’ve encountered those of you who peruse these pages, I’ve been taken aback. People actually get amped up to talk to me about this site. And I’ll admit it, that has caught me off guard a bit. Because in real life, I’m much calmer than my unfiltered rants and raves might indicate. But that doesn’t change the fact that I absolutely love it. I absolutely love the passion from my readers, from the fan base of Seattle. Watching you guys go from zero to sixty discussing local sports is awesome. Trust me, there aren’t a ton of people in this world who get stoked about sports the way you and I do. When we find each other, it’s always nice to chat.
In all honesty, I can’t express my gratitude enough. I feel like once a month I’m thanking all the people who want something do with me and with this site, and it’s crazy because I could thank you every day and it wouldn’t be hyperbole. This site is nothing without the people who enjoy it. Nothing. I don’t even think all of you realize that. People write every day. And 99% of those people who write never have the following I’ve been lucky enough to have over the past 21 months. It’s a special thing.
I’d also like to thank members of the local sports media, who have treated me like a kid brother (in the best possible way) from the very beginning. It’s funny, because when I actually held a job in the industry, I was just another dude. But the media has seemingly gravitated to this website, and that’s amazing to me. They let me play ball with them when they didn’t have to, and on top of that they pat me on the back and send me encouragement all the time. I love those guys for what they’ve done to help me out, to promote me, to stand up for me when they didn’t have to. It’s not something I take lightly. It really means a lot.
But most of all, it comes back to the Seattle sports fans, who are and always will be my people. I could move to India and I’d never leave this city behind. The sports in this town mean more to me than most folks could ever imagine. I want to see us win so badly, every year, every game. That might get lost in the sarcasm and the cynicism on occasion, but at the end of the day, it’s the truth. I would trade every article I’ve ever written for a few championships and the return of the Sonics. That’s all I ask. If we can work that out, I’ll walk away from the keyboard. Well…maybe.
I just need to say thank you. Because fifty years from now, I’ll be telling my grandkids about this time in my life. And they might look at me funny, but they’ll listen because I’ll give them money and wonderful gifts on their birthdays. And I’ll be able to tell them that I did something I loved, something that made me happy, something for myself and for others at the same time, and I succeeded. Nothing will ever top that.
There is no better feeling in this world than doing what you love and succeeding at it. And when it happens, when you reach that point where you wake up each day knowing that you’ve succeeded, you need to stop and look around you and thank all the people who got you to where you are. That’s all of you. The people who are reading this right now, the people who comment on my goofy status updates, who send me emails and funny pictures to share, who make this so much fun. I’m nothing without you guys. I wish I could put it more elegantly, but it boils down to two words: Thank you. For everything you do and everything you’ve done. It means the world to me, and I couldn’t be more grateful.