So Major League Baseball is offering what they are calling the MLB Dream Job to one lucky person. Basically the job entails one person moving to New York City, watching every Major League Baseball game, and blogging, tweeting, vlogging and facebooking about them. Get paid to watch every game and write about it. This seems like every baseball bloggers dream. But this isn't all its cracked up to be. At least not to me. First of all, you aren't allowed to miss any games. None. So bummer, no being best man in your brother's wedding in June. No family vacation. No dates. So you can instantly count me out for the job, considering I have a family get together in Oregon this summer.
The next thing that stuck out to me about this "job" is the fact that "Major League Baseball is 'casting' for an innovative new experience. . ." The word casting tells me that this will be as much about being good-looking, witty, and social as it is about being a really good writer who knows a ton about the game. Major League Baseball is looking for a face as much as they are looking for a brain. Count me out. I'm not horrible to look at, but I'm not gonna be picked to be at the MTV Beach House anytime soon.
Another reason I will not be applying for the job is that there is no mention of compensation for this gig. Major League Baseball might be paying in peanuts, nachos and Coors Light. Who knows. Now I'm sure that the reward will be handsome, and a launching point for a career covering baseball as a professional and no longer as an amateur, but my Dad always told me never raise your hand without knowing exactly what it is you are volunteering for.
The last thing that would keep me from applying for this job is that I love baseball. You read that right. I love baseball. Lets say you love Cheeseburgers. Now imagine eating a Cheeseburger for Breakfast, Lunch, and Dinner everyday for 5 months. At the end of those 5 months are you gonna love Cheeseburgers? My guess is that you won't want to be in the same county as a Cheeseburger. I would be afraid that at the end of season I would be so sick of Baseball that it would totally ruin my love of the game. Just imagine all of the bad games you will have to watch. As a Tiger's fan, I think I would probably have a tough time slogging through a four game series between the Diamondbacks and the Rockies let alone the 19 odd games those two teams will play next season. Then do the same with the Nationals and the Marlins. And then the Nationals and Rockies. It goes on and on. I can make it through a Tigers game when they play some crumby team (assuming the Tigers aren't that crumby team this year) because I am emotionally invested in the Tigers. I have no emotional interest in the Orioles. I think it might be hard to write about those teams day in and day out. Would my Tigers bias get in the way? Probably. So count me out. I know its hard to believe but I wouldn't want to do it. Oh yeah and I really have to wonder why I have to be of legal drinking age in New York? Does the winner have to blog while they are loaded? Don't want to end up hating baseball and addicted to booze.
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