Jack Rooney '16 | August 15, 2019
I’ve never bothered to ask my parents what my first words were, but I have a pretty good idea of the phrase I’ve repeated most since I started speaking some 24 years ago.
“Enjoy the game.”
I must have said those words at least 10,000 times — to wide-eyed children, their often-frazzled parents, revelrous tailgaters, die-hard fans who traveled hundreds of miles, casual game-goers who simply strolled down the street and everyone in between. I shared this wish on sweltering summer days, blustery Midwest autumn evenings, under ominous stormy skies and on days when I couldn’t help but add to my standard greeting that, “It’s a beautiful day for baseball!”
I uttered this phrase in almost every situation imaginable, but only in one place: the intersection of 35th and Shields on the south side of Chicago. That’s where I spent five summers working as a Guest Service Representative for At Your Service, LLC.
The company staffs ushers and security guards for the Chicago Blackhawks and Bulls at the United Center, and for the Chicago White Sox at (the now unfortunately renamed) Guaranteed Rate Field, where I first reported for duty in late July 2010.
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