Here is a clip that has no business seeing the light of day. For some reason, my editor was under the impression that I had an iota of a clue about what I was doing a week into my freshman year. He told me to film a quick standup report about volleyball.
This is what he got.
Why was I filming a volleyball standup from a parking lot? Why did I light myself like an FBI informant? How did the tripod get so crooked? Did it need to go on for two minutes?