With just one week left until judgment day in my sports blogging world, I am really starting to freak out man.  After discovering who's who in the foxsports blog, I realized I am the equivilant of an unrestricted free agent, struggling to make the squad.  I considered dying my hair green to stand out in blog tryouts, but I decided that if I'm gonna go out, I'm not goin out with green hair.  Instead I compiled five reasons why you gotta pick me:

1) I Need a Girlfriend: I can only imagine the fame and fortune that comes with becoming an NGSII finalist.  With all the positive publicity about my natural ability to let the words flow, the girls will probably be attacking me like those guys on the AXE commercials.  I will need a stick to get them off of me, but I won't have one,  and they will maul me.  Luckily for me, I will like it.  From that first group of adoring fans, I'm positive I will be able to find a girl who I can pay to date occasionally. 

2) I Will Seriously Go Broke: My addiction to online poker will most likely take over my financial aid funds.  I spend hours and hours on the computer every day (Like I said I need a girlfriend) and if I am out of the contest, I will convert to online poker.  I am not the type of person who should play online poker, or anything that involves gambling of any sort.  Most of my problems begin with the confidence I have in myself as a poker player.  Although I feel as though I am better than everyone else, really I am not, and so usually I lose.  Luckily, I am an extremely competitive (obsessive) person and will continue to put money into my account until I win big.  Unluckily, I never win big. 

3) It's A Great Excuse: Right now some (my friends and family) might say I am wasting my time writing almost six hours a day about sports, on a blog no one reads, in a contest I won't win...but not if I am a finalist.  If somehow my name appears on the list I will feel like Jose Mesa winding up to throw a pitch at Omar Vizquel.  Only instead of Vizquel it will be my friends and family.  Not only will I have proven everyone wrong, but LOOKOUT, CUZ IT'S GONNA STING

4) To Be Honest, The Grades Were A Little Low:  I just finished up my junior year at FSU, and unfortunately I lost focus this semester.  I have been in school for a while now, and sometimes, I'm not gonna lie, I am just not amped about school.  When the motivation is not there, and the classes begin at 8am, it gets a little tough.  Now even though I surivived and will still graduate on time next Spring, I still have to tell the parents.  Their are two ways this conversation could go. I could either tell them: A) Grades aren't what you expected loving parents, please don't beat me to hard, even though I obviously deserve it.  Or B) Grades aren't what you expected loving parents, but I am a finalist on the Next Great Sportswriter contest on Foxsports.com...NOW WHAT, BEAT ME AGAIN AND SEE WHAT HAPPENS.  Yea thats what I thought, you will sit back down and only speak when spoken too, and from now on you refer to me as....The Legend.      

5) I'll Go Postal On Yo Asses: No seriously, if you don't pick me...ohhh man, you don't even know.  There will be at least three heated posts CONSECUTIVELY within the hour after the finalists have been announced.  Soon after that, the silent treatment.  I will give all of you the cold shoulder with a quickness, you won't even know what hit you.  Then where you will be? I'll tell you where...looking for answers.  Then maybe a few weeks down the road you will get a letter in the mail....with tissues in it to dry your tears because you will still be crying.  That's right, if you can't run with the big dogs, stay off the porch. 

The days are winding down until the finalists are chosen, and I am going bananas.  I may be an under dog, but it's not over until the fat lady sings.

AND I DON'T HEAR ANY MUSIC