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Biography

As a 5-year-old growing up in Southern California, I looked at the family television (complete with aluminum foil on the rabbit ears) and told my parents, "I want to be a sportscaster." So depending on your perspective, I either really stick to my goals or I never grew up. The good thing about sticking to objectives set forth at the wise old age of 5 is that you avoid the nuisance of guidance counselors. I always knew exactly what I was going to do.

During college I started moonlighting behind the scenes on TNT's NBA coverage. This was "the break" that everyone dreams of. Since then I've worked on numerous projects including hosting the Atlanta Braves on TBS and the Atlanta Thrashers regional studio show, reporting for FSN South's coverage of ACC basketball, sideline reporting for the Atlanta Hawks, play-by-play for the PGA Championship on PGA.com and really so much more than I ever imagined.

All of that lead me to my current home, hosting the Jack Daniel's Post Race Show. If ever there was a basic training for broadcasting, our show would be it. The pioneering format is a work in progress -- and the key word is progress -- we continually push forward and it's fun to be on the cutting edge of the industry.

My jobs also have opened my eyes to another great opportunity. I've been fortunate enough to travel the world. This, however, has forced upon me a new philosophy (what's this? a sign of maturity -- yikes!). I much prefer to spend my money seeing our entire planet rather than sinking it into a mortgage that, in effect, forces me to stay in the same place. A former college professor once told me that "a worm in a turnip thinks the world is a turnip."

Since high school I've lived in Georgia and this has offered me the chance to attend several of our illustrious dirt tracks, including the Sugar Creek Raceway and the dirt pavilion that is Lavonia Speedway. Honestly, this is a great way to see the sport. Still, I will never forget walking into Lowe's Motor Speedway for the first time. As a child in California I distinctly remember the feeling of the ground rumbling beneath my feet during an earthquake. The big boys' cars in Charlotte roaring by my seat had a scarily similar shake. Frankly, there is no substitute for the adrenaline turbine created by those machines.

One thing I want to make clear. I am not one of the set of sports journalists who never competed at a high level. Certainly, I am no pro athlete. However, I think I understand what the top-tier professionals go through on some small level -- and for this I'm thankful. Few things irritate me more than the inane questions asked by a person who clearly has never been in a similar situation.