“When I grow up, I’m gonna…” rarely ends with “work myself silly trying to find a sponsor that will pay me to compete while wearing their logo” And the few times that it HAS, has given rise to another curious career path: the “Agent”.
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My flag football team gets a sponsor every fall for our team fee’s, etc. The only draw back about it is that we’re generally expected to show our appreciation by dining at our sponsors food establishment regularly…I could have paid for my portion of the team fee’s in after a couple visits. *_* It doesn’t help when they also have a sports bar and lots of beer
Could be worse. You could be sponsored by, say, a proctologist. Ha! I bet you haven’t heard that one a dozen times… today. Yet.
Greg, I really appreciate the nod to my nick-name AND my fondness for burgers!
A tip o’ the cap to ye, Mr. Doodle. Or, if you’re feeling especially froody today, Mr. Dude-le. You know, of course, that Dude-El was Superman’s skater cousin.
Was, until Lex Luther’s delinquent little brother, Lux, used glow in the dark kriptonite spray paint to tag the skate park.
Yeah. Poor SuperSlacker. He went up for the 1440º w/ sacktap, and went down in a heap of ragged logo spandex and hoodie.