You're telling me I get paid to cover sports. Is this a dream?

From a very young age I had the sports section in my hand. Whether it was helping my dad with his commissioner duties of a very prestigious fantasy football league, to checking how many times my name was misspelled in the cross-country brief, I was always a newspaper guy.

Fast forward a few years. I wouldn't be where I'm at today without the guidance from grandma. There we were in her kitchen. I was in my late 20's and not a clue which direction I was headed. Granny told me to head down to Southeast Technical College in Winona, Minnesota.

I took a few classes but wasn't sure what I wanted. Then came Mr. Lee's College Writing I class. We had to write a persuasive essay on the topic of our choice. I went with what I knew. I told the world why the Milwaukee Bucks should trade for J.J. Redick.

The trade actually happened but didn't help the team much. The feedback was mostly positive. Mr. Lee said the piece was what a sports column should look like. That's when the wheels started turning. Could I really do this?

After finding some success at community college, I ended up in Shawnee, Oklahoma, at Oklahoma Baptist University.

I'm not going to lie, it was a culture shock at first. Where most people here spend their Sundays at church, in the Ewing household, we cracked peanuts and hopelessly cheered for the Minnesota Vikings.

I still talk to my dad almost daily about the hot topics in sports. We are always sharing the various news on free agency signings to last night's games. He's one of my biggest supporters and to this day is the only person to read literally everything with my byline.

Then the News-Star took a chance on the world's oldest intern. I spent a year and some change covering sports when there were a surplus of games to cover.

Now I'm able to cover sports all day every day.

Sports is my passion and favorite pastime. Going to games and taking photos is great, but the real joy for me is telling the stories of the athletes and coaches.