Getting paid to be a Sports Junkie

I feel old today. Real old.
Last night I went to London to watch Norwich play QPR and, although the match was a shocker played in driving rain, the 1-0 win could prove crucial if we are to avoid the dreaded drop to League One.
I’m not really familiar with this part of town, but after speeding down the A12/M25 to my auntie’s house in Middlesex, I had a trip on the Tube involving a serious amount of changes.
I ended up at White City just before 7pm and walking past the BBC TV Centre I called Lorraine and told her I was waving at the building in the hope that I would appear behind Adrian Chiles and Christine Bleakley on the One Show backdrop.
It wasn’t to be, but inside the ground as the action started, I did spy a BBC presenter. I sat, well, stood, behind Jake Humphrey, Norwich fan and BBC Sport presenter.
Jake’s a man who gets paid big bucks to present Formula One all over the world. He was at the bloody Super Bowl a couple of weeks ago and for a man my age, has an enviable job.
I thought about mentioning my book as it’s due out in a few weeks and I know he’s a big NFL fan but was too concerned with the on-field action.
When I got home I Googled Jake, to see how old he was.
The git is three years younger than me!