I never gave a single thought to my sexuality before.Įven though I was obsessed with sports and athletes, there was no physical or sexual attraction. In college, I started feeling something strange - I liked men. Then I started thinking more about myself. Alex Plinck is eager for the start of another baseball season.Īs I progressed through school my aspirations fell and I felt like things weren’t going to happen to bolster a sports career. I wanted to start my career as a sports broadcaster trying to become a Vin Scully or a Joe Buck, which won’t happen, but it was a goal I thought was possible.
While my cousins would go outside and play, I preferred spending my time sitting on the couch with my uncles watching the Cubs game as an 8-year old. When fall came, football became my sport to follow. In elementary school it was baseball day in and day out between April and September. I’ve always been career-oriented and sports are a passion of mine. It’s the icing on a cake that turned my life around, a life that I didn’t think was possible, both mentally and physically. I am a 29-year-old gay man who works at a full-time job with a side job covering Dallas sports, especially the Texas Rangers. To this day, no blade has made that close of a contact to my chest. The next day I thought about it again, but that knife never left the drawer. I talked myself out of doing any more and went to work that day. I then took the knife and ran it on my arms, drawing no blood, just scratches. I just needed to dig the blade in there, but I hesitated and pulled it back. I got out of the shower and thought that if I die, will anyone care? I proceeded to go to the kitchen and grabbed a steak knife and placed the tip of the blade slightly against my chest as warm tears glided down my cheek. I thought, “What’s the point of doing that? If I don’t go, will anyone care? Sure, they’ll care because I work there, but will anyone care about me as a person?” I had a voice always screaming inside my head that I was just wasting space and was a nuisance to everyone. I woke up that morning wondering if I should even go to my day job. I’ll never forget April 9, 2018, the lowest day in my life. To see Julio Urias and Austin Barnes hug it out and later get mobbed by their teammates after the final out brought a smile to my face, knowing where I was in life.
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I was covering the Fall Classic and witnessed the Los Angeles Dodgers hoisting a World Series Championship from the press box. Two years ago, I never thought I’d be in this position.
I get to my press box seat, sit down and look at glorious Globe Life Field in Arlington, Texas. I’m not walking in there as a fan who purchased a ticket I’m walking in as a member of the media. I’m walking to the ballpark during Game 6 of the 2020 World Series.