So here’s what’s going on with me…

I deleted my “All Good” tweet from yesterday, which was posted after I was first called and told I was going to be “let go” by Fox Sports. I received a second call from Fox Sports a few hours after that, which prompted me to delete the tweet this morning.

According to that second call, my freelancer’s contract with Fox Sports is still active. (Yep, I was considered a freelancer…)

It’s a semantical thing — I was told by a nice man at Fox HR that the company would no longer be requesting content from me — but seeing as my deal is still being honored (to the best of my knowledge… we’ll find out), I deleted the tweet.

(I can still prove it, though.)

I’d like to thank everyone for the incredible support that was sent my way. Getting messages from inside Fox, outside it, and from people I’ve never met… I can’t tell you how much it meant to me to know so many people are in my corner, and I’m not lying when I say that I am optimistic about what’s next.

My writing, talking, and face-making services are still available. I have way too much to say and will continue to write, speak, and pantomime those thoughts during this unique period of my life. I’m also going to try some new stuff — you know, for the #brand.

I can say that it hurt to not be able to post a few 1,000-word columns to this morning, when Phil Jackson was fired and Chris Paul was traded to the Rockets. What a day it could have been.

That’s what sticks out about this: It’s a gut punch to not work with the great people that made me so proud to work at for the last year and a half.

I will vouch for any of them but Dan Carson, who is a crazy person and should be avoided by all paying (and non-paying) outlets. His NBA romper photoshop extravaganza was the last straw for the higher ups on Pico and I will hold him accountable for that until the day he dies.

I have no regrets from my year-and-a-half at Fox. I exit this era with my head held high.

And now, to the shock of no one, I’m sure, I have some things to say.

It’s about some fine people (not named Dan Carson):

I’m immensely grateful to Mike Foss, who is a genius but challenged that distinction by hiring me. I worked hard every day to justify his bold move and I feel confident in my efforts. He gave me my dream job. What a guy. He’s going to kick ass at ESPN, because he’s Mike Foss, and I can say with certainty that if ever given other chance to work with him, I’d accept the gig in a second. He’s the man and I was so lucky to be part of his team.

I’m grateful to Chris Strauss, who was my rudder at Fox. I was given incredible liberty to write what I wanted, when I wanted — I was so lucky to have that opportunity — but Strauss always knew how to correct my course when I needed a nudge. He empowered me, which I’m sure wasn’t the easiest thing to do. I’ll miss working for him.

I’m grateful to Andrew Lynch, who will remain at Fox and I hope will ascend to a higher-up role he so greatly deserves in short order. If Strauss was my rudder, Lynch was my sail. (These boat metaphors suck, but we’re going to roll with them.) I’m immensely proud of the NBA coverage we created, and I couldn’t have asked for a better building partner. (Lynch also deserves canonization for listening to my rambles on a near-daily basis.)

I’m grateful to Aaron Torres, Teddy Mitrosilis, Lindsey Foltin, Barry Werner, and Stew Mandel for rolling with me on Saturdays in the fall.

Torres was an amazing tag-team partner in the middle of that chaos — I’ll miss rapping with him and attacking stories from two angles. It wasn’t always pretty in organization, but I would go to bed on early Sunday mornings knowing we kicked ass for the prior 18 hours. I can see why Cowherd likes him. (Cowherd, for what it’s worth, doesn’t know who I am.)

Teddy was a near-perfect editor. His positive attitude proved so necessary so often for me. You might know that I’m a bit of a pessimist. I’m so appreciative all the times he said “This is great stuff, but it has to go.” I’m a better writer today because of Teddy — I’ve thought about his lessons at least half a dozen times in the course of writing this.

I’m grateful to Dan Graf, Chris Chase, and the immense Cam DaSilva for rolling with me on Sundays in the fall. The 2017 season was going to be incredible, but I’m so proud of the work we did in the 2016 season.

[Also, DaSilva is a damn pro. If I had the money to start my own thing (if someone wants to give it to me, that’d be fantastic…) he’d be one of my first hires.]

I’m grateful to Chris Bahr, MLB editor extraordinaire, for being able to laugh about the ridiculousness of everything with me. I recall being told when I arrived at Fox that it’d be a shock if we could get serious baseball traffic. I enjoyed shocking people with Bahr (and Lindsey) often.

I’m grateful to Nate Scott, who jumped into the deep end with us but was pitch perfect with his moves. I was really looking forward to working more with him when things ramped up in the fall. My hope is that still happens.

I’m grateful to Sam Gardner, who kept me sane during Super Bowl week 2017. Having a friend during that… whatever that was… ensured that I didn’t blow the whole thing up for everyone. I’m not proud of any work we produced that week (which is a shame), but getting to know Sam almost made it worth it. (That’s a big compliment, if you know what went down.)

I’m immensely grateful to Nick Schwartz, who not only was the foundation of what we built at Fox, but then, upon a huge change, sacrificed his time and efforts so that others could do what we wanted to do. “Gratitude” for what Nick did over the last five months is actually a dramatic understatement — I’ll never be able to properly repay him for biting the bullet. He’s professionalism personified.

I’m grateful to the soccer team, the desk, the social media team, and the video teams at I’m grateful to anyone who came by my desk in LA and let me talk at them for oh-my-god-how-is-this-guy-still-going periods of time. There’s really too many good people to name. I feel like crap leaving anyone out, but the band is playing me off…

I am not grateful for Dan Carson, who again, is not the comedic genius that he thinks he is and is the reason we all went down.

Again, I enter this next chapter without any real regrets from the last 18 months. (I should have written more features, in retrospect, but other than that…)

I’m proud of what we built at in such a short period of time. It’s my opinion that we were just getting started at something special. Alas, that’s not how it all went down. Such is life and such is this business.

I still believe in the written word, just as I believe in the spoken word and the moving pictures. I still believe in what we did at and what I did with the great people I worked with there.

I do not believe in Dan Carson.

It seems as if I have some time on my hands now, but don’t expect me to go away. I’m better for what I did at Fox and I’m going to take everything I learned there and take my game to the next level. I’m 28 years old and still eager to take over the world. Give me a call if you’re interested in getting in on this action.

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