Living the dream

I am living a dream. Sometimes it seems to be the dream, but then the dream kicks my ass, so I settle down and see it as a dream. I think in 20 years it'll be The Dream, but for now, as I fight my way to success--at any level--it's a dream. But again, sometimes it is The Dream.

At the end of the day, I wouldn't change jobs for the world. This is a dream come true.

There I go again, calling it a dream.

Growing up, I did dream of doing something, something big. I guess, building the ESPN for amateur sports would qualify for that, so in that context, this is The Dream.

I'm at a point where success could swing this way or that. I'm not on the fence, that's for sure. Everything is being left on the field.

I'm living the American Dream. That's what it is.

In all seriousness, this is a dream come true, albeit an ass-kicking, humbling experience--I wouldn't change it for a world.

So here I go to pursue it.