Holding The Sports Mic – My 1080 The Fan Audition

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“Auditioning for anything takes a pair.”

That’s what I heard after doing two minutes on a Buffalo Wild Wings stage. I said the same to others at the tryout.

1080 The Fan’s Hunt for the Host produced four auditions in as many B-Dubs. This was the last one, the last chance of the year. A lifetime. A shot to be on-air talent.

In the words of the great Jim Rome, it was time to, “Have a take and don’t suck.”

The fourth show brought out the best of the rest, a sweet sixteen to move forward. The last show pulled dreamers and their friends from every corner of the Portland metro area and packed the house.

Some took the mic and carried the room with their two minutes, glowing like neon on the Moda Center. They created a connection with the audience you could feel.

Others ranted and thrashed around in ‘bitter irony.’

I showed up with a sports take timed to exactly two minutes. Get it done and join a local ESPN sports talkers.

Two of the judges have a show, Danforth, Dirt, and Sprague  playing Monday – Friday: 12:00 PM – 3:00 PM.

The finals are hosted by the stars of Primetime with Isaac and Big Suke.

The YouTube video shows all the competitors. Watch and you’ll see two men with gray hair. One is a judge, the other is being judged. And thrashing.

Click ahead to 1:45 in the South Audition. Hey Oh! I was the oldest guy there and really tried to avoid the angry geezer/baby boomer vibe. The only way to do that is practice and listen to feedback.

I heard, “Why do you do these things?” from my support group and it’s not in admiration. Get off my yard.

Boomers are supposed to believe we’re beyond being judged. If your parents are boomers (age 50 – 68) ask them if they think auditioning for sports talk radio is silly. If they say yes, help them.

Not being judged means not trying. Not trying means giving up. Quitting. That downhill ride picks up everything in its path. It always starts slow.

So where were my fellow boomers at the radio audition? Must have been in the crowd.

I pinned my contest bib to my shirt, but first looked at the sponsors. Mercedes Benz of Beaverton? Change Realty? Signature Paving? Widmer Brothers Brewing? Buffalo Wild Wings? Cars, houses, cement, beer, and wings? A finely crafted combination of sponsors.

If you don’t listen to sports talk radio, give The Fan a chance. The same ‘aha’ moments come across the air.  Isn’t that what we want from radio?

If that’s not enough, you should have heard the judges’ comments. As kind and sweet and gentle as you could hope for.

Any radio station that brings people together like they did for Hunt for the Host is worth your time.

Most of us didn’t make the cut, but no one left with hurt feelings. Not an easy note to reach.

Widmer Brothers also had commemorative glasses at each Buffalo Wild Wings location to cushion the fall.

Beautiful parting gift to take home and fill while you share with your critique group.

The end of my take featured Stephen Hawking as the Seattle offensive coordinator making the last call in the Super Bowl since he understands space and time better than anyone.

“You didn’t do the voice, did you? Say you didn’t do Stephen Hawking’s voice. You did, didn’t you. We said don’t do the voice. Why? Why do you do these things?”

There was only one answer and it came from a sincere Stephen Hawking impersonation.

“It’s all about that action, boss.”

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