Four years ago I walked into a plain and rickety old building behind Moe’s in Storrs Center for the first time.
Ever since I was a young teenager, Syracuse was the school I knew I would go to. I didn’t hope. I didn’t think. No, I knew. But I knew I would have to take a detour because my SAT scores were not up to par in order to enroll to the exclusive S.I. Newhouse School of Public Communications at Syracuse.
A lot of people come into their freshman year of college with a pretty good idea of what they want to do for a career, many others figure out halfway through and still have time to change majors and graduate on time. I, on the other hand, only figured out what I truly wanted to do at the end of my junior year.
I knew from the outset that I wanted to work in sports, working in any other field just seemed boring to me. Sports have been my greatest passion for pretty much my entire life and some of my best and worst memories are tied to major events in Boston sports history.
I could make a generic, bullet point list of what you really need to bring to college or what to expect in your classes, but that wouldn’t be the most exciting thing. Starting college as a wee freshman is always a little scary, and the people you first click with will most likely not stick around that long.
The first time I walked into the Daily Campus building on a Sunday night, I was really nervous. I didn’t know where I was going, who to look for or what the vibe would be. I had emailed then-sports editor Dan Madigan ahead of time about my interest in writing for the sports section and he enthusiastically invited me to stop on by. Still, I was nervous.
For anyone reading this, whether you work for the DC or not, I have a bit of advice I need to impart onto you.