Written Option 2:

After almost two seasons with the Anchorage Armada, the Sullivan Center was already like a second home to Barcus Juneau.  He thought nothing of wandering into the arena on a morning off to pick up something he'd left in the dressing room. But this particular morning he was accosted by facility manager Bucky Reeves, who had an urgent request.

"Barcus, my boy, I need you to play-by-play the netball tonight," Bucky huffed as he ran past. "Be here at 7. Thanks dude, you're the best!" shouted Bucky as he disappeared down a side passage.

Netball? What on earth is that?

Barcus didn't really need to know much more than that Bucky needed some help. So with his evening plans having recently fallen apart, Barcus decided to live a little and try something new.

He showed up just before first pass to figure out where he needed to be, and settled into his seat in front of the microphone as the game started. A stranger experience at the Sullivan Center could not be imagined. Barcus spent the evening making up names for plays and rules, and he got a lot of weird looks from the surrounding fans that knew the game. But he had a great time in a stumbling trial-by-fire first exposure to both sports commentating and the sport of netball.