I honestly can’t even believe that I am about to write these words, but, as Bayou said earlier this morning, I have resigned from my post as editor-in-chief of Her Loyal Sons.
Before I get started, I want to congratulate Bayou, Moons, and Jude for their respective promotions. HLS is in fantastic hands under their leadership and, really, all of them have already been stepping up to help me out when I’ve been overwhelmed, which has been often recently (more on that in a bit). Of course, the remaining staff is top-notch and will continue to bring you absolutely incredible content just like you are used to.
However, it is time for me to step down and take a big ‘ol step back.
I know, kid, I’m sad too, but your daddy made a promise to you. Remember this post? I haven’t done the best job taking my own advice and that changes today. I meant every word that I said in there and, as much as I love ND Football and HLS, I love you more. I came to the very hard realization that I’ve been holding on too tight and finding myself taking on more than I should. I found my limit and, even though it is hard to step back after devoting loads of my time to HLS, it needs to happen.
Somewhere, MQ is dying laughing.
Hit it fellas…
So y’all are probably wondering “what happened?!” as this is all rather sudden. The answer isn’t really that simple. Many different things happened over quite a long period of time. Very little of this had to do with what happened at HLS. Yes, y’all are likely aware by now that Subway wanted to take an opportunity over at FanSided and I wish him well, but there was a much bigger opportunity that he, Biscuit, and I were going for and it just didn’t work out.
It’s certainly no one’s fault and the details really aren’t that important. Looking back I think I’m glad it didn’t happen because as this week began, a rather big change happened at my work. Combine of all that with a huge, sinking feeling that I became Bad Notre Dame Daddy in spending more time on ND Football related things than my own family, it all felt a bit like this…
I think the beginning of this week was the huge truck full of signs that read “TEX, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! STOP!” So, before I get run the hell over by a big rig like Bruce does after his wreck, I’m going to gracefully bow out.
Honestly, I was 100% ready to walk away from HLS entirely. However, the night I said I would leave, I just got an outpouring of emails/texts/phone calls/chats trying to convince me otherwise. After all of that, and sleeping on it, I knew I couldn’t just walk away completely. I will happily hand over the day-to-day operations to Bayou, Moons, and Jude and become an “Editor Emeritus” to advise, assist, and chime in from time-to-time in this space.
I still very much enjoy doing the Friday Roundup and I will continue to do so. I’m not sure if it will remain weekly in the offseason, but I’ll jump off that bridge when it arrives. HLS TV will be a bit more complicated from a scheduling standpoint, but I am going to work with Molly and the staff to figure out a good way to keep that going. As you’ve seen today, the #HLSRecap isn’t going anywhere and I will make sure our season predictions keep going, including those from my cat, Gulliver (even though he sucks this season).
Beyond ensuring that I spend more time with my family, I want to get back to the point in which this is a hobby again and not a second job that takes me away from them. My current job, which is still relatively new, requires quite a bit of travel. So, I really don’t need a second one sequestering me away in my office on top of that.
I liken this to something that happened a few years ago before I took the reigns of HLS. As many of you know, I’m an avid gamer. In college, a fellow Otter (an assistant rector at that), got me hooked on Final Fantasy XI which was the first fully-online game I’ve ever played (MMORPG for my fellow gamers). As time went on, I really got into it and found myself in a more serious endgame group that had scheduled events and such. Some leaders quit the game and I got nominated to fill one of the voids. The guy in charge of the group quit for personal reasons and I found myself in charge of the whole damn thing.
Much like HLS, I never really had any desires to take the role when I started, but was more than happy to rise to the challenge. I did well, much like I feel I did here, but at some point, it stopped being fun and it took me too long to realize it before I quit. I still (rarely) play the newer version of that game, Final Fantasy XIV, and with some of the same people from back then. I am in no position of leadership and they know I don’t want it. I pop in when I can and just have fun.
I am looking to do that here at HLS. There is nothing more fun than talking/debating ND Football. There is really no way I could cut that out of my life completely, much like my gaming habit (even though I haven’t touched a game since August…/gets the withdrawal shakes). I know this reduced role is what’s best for me, my family, and for HLS.
When I resigned, I told Biscuit that I came to realization that HLS was never mine. It was something that he and MQ helped build and I just assisted. This morning, I still stand by that claim, but I realize that my final conclusion was wrong.
HLS isn’t mine, but it isn’t MQ’s and it isn’t Biscuit’s. It’s not Bayou’s, or Moons’, or Jude’s. HLS, quite frankly, since its inception in 1996 has had many people walk in and out of its virtual doors. The leadership positions have been no different. No matter who is on staff or who is at the helm, the site still thrives.
If there was ever a site that mirrors the resiliency of ND Football (especially this season), I can’t think of a better example than HLS throughout the years. HLS doesn’t belong to a single person. It continues to exist because people enjoy it and because of a staff that loves to work for it.
The next men are in and they have the time and attention needed to keep HLS going strong. The rest of the loyal sons and daughters on staff will continue doing their thing. My job is done. My watch has ended.
I want to end this on a happier note, so as Navy approaches, I want to share this picture of #BabyTex that my parents sent me yesterday:
That’s one badass baby that has the need for speed to crush Navy. Forget Top QB, I got Top Baby.
Let’s go get ’em this weekend, Mav.