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Guesties: The Big Apple job hunt

Posted: June 2, 2014 by shawnfury in Guesties
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By Kolbe Nelson
Guest Blogger

All names have been changed in this story out of respect for privacy

I gotta say, Shawn Fury, one of the founders of this fine website, thinks I’m far more interesting than I actually am. He’s called me back here to put another entry in the TVFury chronicle of my time in New York City, which so far includes: how I wound up coming to the city and how I failed at making people laugh (complete with a terribly cheesy ending) once here. Today, in order to fulfill the new website mandate of one post every month or so (I’m so old, I remember when TVFury posted content every day), we’re talking about what may be the death knell for my time out here: my search for a broadcasting job.

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By Kolbe Nelson
Guest Blogger

AUTHOR’S NOTE: I am absolutely not an expert on United States-North Korea Relations. I grew up watching Dennis Rodman play basketball though.

Dennis Rodman, the Dennis Rodman, is preventing World War III. That’s a text a friend sent me Thursday. While his statement is drenched in hyperbole, he may have a point.

Rodman, along with a TV crew and, completing the trifecta of strange awesomeness, three members of the Harlem Globetrotters, visited North Korea, a country veiled in secrecy and untrusted by much of the world. Maybe stranger, they became the personal guests of dictator Kim Jong Un, who has enjoyed both basketball and booze with the American contingent. Most of me thinks it’s an awful idea sending an often unpredictable basketball player (part-time pro wrestler) to a country veiled in secrecy and possibly capable of nuclear warfare, but part of me thinks it might be a good start.

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By Kolbe Nelson
Guest Blogger

Ever since I was little, I’ve been infatuated with the art of comedy. I absorbed everything from reruns of Saturday Night Live on Comedy Central to the infomercials for the Best of Johnny Carson. When I was in 6th grade I used the money I earned from detasseling corn (I REALLY AM A SOUTH DAKOTA BOY!) to buy an old 19” TV and a VCR. I used those tools nightly to record episodes of The Late Show with David Letterman and Late Night with Conan O’Brien and I would review the shows over and over out of pure enjoyment. Unless my mom has thrown them out, you could probably still find some of those old tapes in my closet back home in Alcester.

It may shock many of you, given the information provided in that last paragraph, but right up through high school, most of my friends were not hot girls. That was ok, though. I managed to convince myself that love and sex would be too big a distraction from my duties as a spot-starter on the JV basketball team.

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By Kolbe Nelson
Guest Blogger

I was sitting in a bar in Manhattan with my friend Kyle Johnson late this past February. That’s when this grand adventure that has been my move from South Dakota to New York City got started in earnest.

Kolbe Nelson

Kyle had been one of my best friends since elementary school at Alcester-Hudson and we were pals right up through graduation from South Dakota State University in 2011. He went to school for turf management, learning how to make golf courses and baseball fields look the absolute best. It’s what he was born to do. It brought him out here to work the courses at Winged Foot Golf Club, the home of the 2006 US Open where Phil Mickelson served up a choke job on par with the monumental ones Greg Norman had produced decades before. It’s one of the toughest courses in the country. Kyle’s one of the guys who makes sure it stays that way.

I was working as a weekend sports anchor for a TV station in Sioux Falls, a job I had held for a little over a year, and was using the small amount of vacation time and spare cash I had saved up to visit Kyle in New York and a few friends in Montana over the span of a week. This was a pretty new experience for me. Not only had I never seen the Big Apple before, I had never even flown in a plane. The excitement level for me was unequaled. We had plans to see the Knicks the next night at Madison Square Garden, but for the time being we were taking it easy, having a few beers in Midtown.

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