The game starts. We made it. It was the hardest hosting I did in my career. I take off my headset go out for a smoke backstage. I’m internally furious, I’m so angry people are making my and others jobs harder. I’m angry we are pretending to be sports when we are not. I’m angry that I wanted this segment to be amazing. We were live to so many new viewers. It was our money shot. I’m angry we worked extra hard for ESPN2 stuff in our evenings. I’m angry I did their voice overs for TI4 with no talk of payment amount (still didn’t get paid for that btw) I’m just on tilt.
Outside I meet Ali. He's like ‘how you doing?’
James “That was shit… That was ass. WE FUCKED UP… we fucked... this.. up. this was our money shot man. who the hell thought it was a good idea to do an almost 2 hour introduction with maybe 6 assets total. It was a disaster! We had ESPN2 watching. We blew this opportunity!” I ranted… this is all I really remember saying. But I’m sure I said more.
Ok… It was bad but I overreacted. I watched the vod when I got home. and It was ok, acceptable. But you could tell it wasn’t great.
But what did I do? I just complained to Ali, Who worked harder on this event than anyone there. I complained about his quality of work, his decision making. unknowingly because at the time I didn’t know how much he did or what he was responsible for, I didn’t know at the time how involved he was, and today I still do not know. But I basically told someone that he was bad at his job.