Sky News Day 2: “We’ll blag it, we are fucking important”

Getting up at 6.30am was always going to be painful, particularly if your name is Jem Collins. The bandwagon of late risers is one that everyone claims to be part of, but I’d just like to give you a little context on the issue. I will shower in the evenings, pack my bags in the evenings and generally prepare in every conceivable manner to maximise morning sleep time. I’m even willing to sacrifice my TravelLodge all you can eat full English for some fruit on the go for more duvet seconds (but to be honest, after trying it yesterday I’m not to fussed about that last one). So with that in mind, consider the unfathomable pain I felt after getting a call at 7.20am to tell me I could have had an extra FORTY FIVE MINUTES in bed. That’s a least another good couple of dream cycles right there. Nonetheless it’s not every day you find yourself working for a multi-national news organisation and it is most certainly not every day they tell you you’re going out with a reporter to White Hart Lane on your second day.

Well, I can’t say I was expecting this when I woke up…

When I got selected for this whole thing, the big boss man in charge (Rob Kirk, if you’re interested), made me promise that I’d gen up on my current affairs more and even though I’ve become even more of a newspaper freak than I was before, I’d still say that sport is one of my weak points, along with reality TV shows, which really are the most pointless things to grace the earth. Yet even I understood how big of a deal this was as I walked through the players’ tunnel with Ledley King and sat in the manager’s chair and I guess it’s fair to say I got a little bit star struck by the whole situation. Luckily the “OH FUCK I’M IN WHITE HART LANE WITH LEDLEY AND HIS WIFE” moment only set in in after the job was done and everybody had left so I could gawp around the place in peace without anyone wondering who’d brought the village idiot along.

I AM the reason Harry was let go.

The whole gig itself was extremely uplifting, with the hook being that a year on from the London riots, local school kids were “reclaiming their streets” with a massive carnival type parade, unveiling of a plaque and a special song sung in White Hart Lane. I’m sure I’d think a little differently if I was a die-hard Spurs fan, but for me the most fulfilling thing was getting out and meeting real people who are doing really positive things and showing the world about it. The children of Tottenham were amazing; so many bright and articulate young people who were genuinely passionate about the area and making a better place for themselves. I’ve always thought that I wanted to go into print journalism before university but today was just another example of why I feel I might be changing my mind. So often in newspapers you can find yourself chained to a desk rewriting wire copy and it’s such a refreshing change to actually go out and do journalism as it should be done.

*insert another football related caption here*

And whilst I’m sure you’d love to be enlightened further about the ins and outs of my day and my philosophical views on news gathering, not only do you have better things to do but I supposedly have to be up at 6.30am tomorrow, though knowing Sky News, that’s liable to change again by 7!

 

 

 

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