Take Me To Post Comment Form You’ve seen the commercial about the guy in the wedding getting sports scores on his cell phone?
Well, I wasn’t that guy Saturday; I was the one providing the scores.
My lawyer calls me and has a job for me — to keep him updated with the Clemson-Georgia Tech score by text message. Can’t have the cell phone ringing in the middle of his wife’s cousin’s wedding.
That meant that first I had to learn how to text message from not quite but close enough barebones cell phone. Him? He’s got one of those phones thathas the mini-keyboard, so it’s easy for him to knock out a message. I go back to the caveman style, hunting and pecking to get the right letter combinations out of the numbers on the phone pad.
That also meant getting the Internet on the phone so I could get the score constantly. I was at the Georgia Southern game, on the sidelines. They announce scores every so often, but not that frequently.
I managed to get the scores on the Internet on my phone, often between plays and during timeouts and finagled the numbers and letters enough to send scores. Not much in the way of details, but scores.
Eventually, after the wedding, my buddy has the chance to call me from the reception and asks how in the world did Tech win?
“I don’t know,” I said. “I’m at the Southern game. You know as much as I know right now.”
That wedding in the ESPN spot? The Donahue-Baxter wedding.