I'm a frustrated athlete-turned sportscaster. Loved hockey, loved lacrosse, loved football - pathetic at all of 'em. This did not go over well in a family of six kids that included three older brothers, all of whom were of the "How can you be so smart and so good at sports too?" type. I was outcast. As a result, I went into a shell. Literally. At the age of seven, I found a large clam shell on a Stanley Park beach and lived inside of it for several months. To this day, the combination of lemon juice and butter makes me nervous.
