My first fan: NHL/Olympic goalie Olaf Kolzig

In the grand scheme of all things broadcast, my job doing the on-ice interviews during intermissions of ECHL hockey games is one of the least important. I have one minute of air-time twice per game and maybe an extra minute if one of the stars of the game is an Everblade.

Did I mention my boss' advice? "Be brief. Fans want to hear players, not you."

You can imagine my shock when the first time I was "recognized" in public as the on-ice reporter for the team was by NHL goalie and ECHL hall of famer Olaf Kolzig.

Erin Andrews' stalker gets 2 1/2 years in jail

In case you don't already know, ESPN reporter Erin Andrews finally saw justice this week when her peephole stalker was sentenced to 27 months in prison. Ironically, the news of him getting sent behind bars only rehashed the Google searches of "Erin Andrews naked" or "Erin Andrews peephole."

Her entire career is almost completely overshadowed by an obtrusive, mortifying video that she never consented.

If you Google her, images of her body (that don't include her face) show up. Links to the video, links to articles about the video. Without the ESPN logo, there's really no implication she even has a successful career as a college football sideline reporter.

I'm really good at embarrassing myself in front of celebrities part 2

Having a birthday in the 1980s has thankfully lead me to avert the current frenzy of Disney’s factory-produced, long-haired, skinny-jeans-clad trio the Jonas Brothers. I assumed that my graduation from high school immediately excluded me from hyperventilating at one sight of a young(ish) male with a musical instrument... Until last August.

One night, I was hanging out at Derek’s house, when, between facebook chatting, I came across an ad on a local radio station’s website. The front banner read, “ SEE JOHN MAYER FRONT ROW!” Previously, I thought I had a better chance of my Macbook instantly transforming into solid gold and spitting Gucci handbags out of the CD drive than meeting John Mayer. I frantically clicked the link, wondering how quickly I was going to be able to make the doe eyed, tattooed, blues singing, guitar player my boyfriend. As the page loaded, I discovered the fine print. The lanky singer is featured on the gossip blogs as quite the Casanova, so it was no surprise the contest was advertised as a,“ John Mayer ex-girlfriend look-a-like contest.”

“Caity!” Derek exclaimed. “ You should so enter this!”