Reporter Interviewing Vince Young Finds Out Mid-Interview That It's Not Actually Vince Young

You ever see a famous person out in the wild, get psyched to go over and talk to them but then slowly realize you were bamboozled as you approach said famous person?

We've all done it. When I lived in Boston years ago, I was CONVINCED I saw Red Sox legend Jason Varitek at a food court mall one day. Swore by it. I loved 'Tek, watched him my whole life, and was 100000% sure it was him. 

So I did what any Red Sox fan would do – grab a couple pieces of that free bourbon chicken and walk over to get his John Hancock. And, of course, when I got to within about three feet, I realized it wasn't him. 

Tough look for me, but luckily, there was no harm done. I figured it out before I started talking to fake Jason Varitek, which was key. 

Unfortunately, the same can't be said for this poor Golf Channel reporter, who poured her heart and soul out to Vince Young on live TV, only to find out it wasn't Vince Young. 

Tough spot for the Golf Channel yesterday

I mean, I just don't know how you come back from that as a Big J journalist. Feel like you just have to hang 'em up after that and call it a career. 

Now, I don't know if it's her fault or not. Did her producers think they spotted Vince Young and sent her over there to interview him? Or was it the other way around? Either way, just a brutal few seconds here for this chick. I feel for her. I really do. 

Obviously, that's not Vince Young. That is, however, Citadel football assistant Everett Sands:

Frankly, they don't look anything like each other besides the fact that they're both in-shape black guys. That's pretty much it. Again, tough look for the Golf Channel there, but it is what it is. All you can do is bounce back tomorrow and try to do better. One day at a time. 

PS: how nice was Everette Sands here? Not sure it's possible to handle it any better. For as bad as that was for her, you know it ain't easy for him, either. 

He knows within like three seconds that she's got the wrong guy, which means he has to cobble up a quick response by the time she gets done yammering away. 

And he nailed it. Kudos, Everette.