Nice job ESPN. Look at his favorite singer. pic.twitter.com/ZnsEJn1sT2
— James W. Weirick (@JamesWWeirick) August 26, 2015
Is it so far fetched there’s a big fan of Wunderection participating in this highly-rated sporting event?
Nice job ESPN. Look at his favorite singer. pic.twitter.com/ZnsEJn1sT2
— James W. Weirick (@JamesWWeirick) August 26, 2015
Is it so far fetched there’s a big fan of Wunderection participating in this highly-rated sporting event?
Red Sox play by play man Don Orsillo, a 15 year veteran in the NESN booth, will not be returning next spring, with the club opting for ESPN fixture/NESN radio announcer Dave O’Brien as Orsillo’s replacement.
Though I certainly don’t catch every Red Sox telecast,I’m baffled how they cut Orsillo loose. A great TV broadcast duo or trio can make you feel warmly about a club even when everything else in the organization sucks like crazy (see NY Mets, 2009-2014) and you cannot deny Orillo’s chemistry with Jerry Remy (as the above clip from 2007 illustrates). But as The Boston Globe’s Chad Finn writes, while Orsillo’s firing “is disheartening for those who appreciate his polished and often humorous approach…it is not a shock to those in the industry.”
It was speculated on “Dennis and Callahan” that the Red Sox ratings, which have dipped to 3s and 4s in a disappointing season, were a reason for moving on from Orsillo. That may be a factor, but it’s not the main reason.
According to industry sources, Orsillo was never a favorite of Joseph Maar, NESN’s vice president of programming and production/executive producer who arrived at the network in July 2012. Last year, Maar implemented the policy of having its broadcasters — Orsillo and analyst Jerry Remy, in this case — take in-season breaks.
A NESN spokesman said last year that the policy was implemented to keep broadcasters fresh, but it also serves another purpose: A week off during the season for its broadcasters means they must make up the week of work outside of baseball season, which is unusual given their grueling schedule from April through at least September. Orsillo, known as a team player among his colleagues at NESN, was resistant to this approach.
Asked for a comment, an ESPN spokesperson said, “the intolerance is bad enough, but Curt’s reliance on memes is really unacceptable in the modern workplace”.
I am sure you’ll agree the above solicitation is absolutely shameful, stomach turning and says an awful lot about how certain entitled attitudes are ruining Austin. The worst thing about it is that I’m almost certain the entire thing is lifted word for word from my internet dating profile.
Were Dino Costa still broadcasting, surely he’d label the following a false flag. ABC News reports two Iowa men were arrested Sunday after attempting to enter the Pokemon World Championships at Boston’s Hynes Convention Center with a not-so-small arsenal :
Police said two male suspects were stopped attempting to enter the event. BRIC and Boston PD detectives were called and were told that the two men had driven to the event from Iowa and had several firearms in their vehicle, police said.
When the the suspects could not produce a gun license, police seized the vehicle, but the suspects were released pending a search warrant, according to the Boston PD.
On Friday, detectives received and executed a search warrant for the suspect vehicle and found a 12-gauge Remington shotgun, a DPM5 Model AR-15 rifle, several hundred rounds of ammunition, and a hunting knife, police said. At that time, an arrest warrant was issued for the two men.
With the assistance of the Saugus Police Department, BPD detectives located and arrested the suspects at a Saugus hotel, according to the Boston police.
Kevin Norton, 18, and James Stumbo, 27, both of Iowa, were charged with unlawful possession of a firearm, unlawful possession of ammunition, and other firearm related charges.
“There was not a nexus to terrorism but the investigation into the specific motive for the threats is ongoing,” Officer Rachel McGuire, a Boston Police Department spokeswoman, told ABC News today.
(EDITOR’S NOTE : tonight heavy research slate includes the first place Mets in Denver, NXT Takeover live from Barclays Center and the Hex Dispensers at Hole In The Wall, and with that in mind, there’s gonna be even less original content than usual — which is saying something. And besides, I don’t like you very much. In honor of Neil Cotts being signed by the Twins today, from November 11, 2013, here’s “Times R Tuff : Mulling Moonlighting In Williamson County” – GC)
(likely vantage point of my future nighttime gig, complete with SFW web content)
CSTB Ad revenue is down and as you’re all undoubtedly aware, the entire music industry is bankrupt (financially, too!). Under prior circumstances, I’d not have thought twice about being head-hunted for the job of Round Rock Express public address announcer, but I believe it was Rob Ford who recently said, “if a man don’t work, he don’t eat.” Or something about eating. Let’s review the local Pacific Coast League affiliate’s criteria for their mouthpiece-of-the-future, shall we?
Current Part-Time Postings:
2014 Public Address Announcer
The Round Rock Express is a Triple-A baseball team affiliated with the Texas Rangers competing in the Pacific Coast League. The Express is owned by Ryan-Sanders Baseball and will be entering its 15th season in 2014.
Position in the Corporate Structure:
The PA Announcer is the main voice of the Round Rock Express at Dell Diamond. The PA Announcer works closely with the Production Coordinator and reports directly to the Director, Ballpark Entertainment within the Marketing Department. The PA Announcer is a part-time, game-day position with opportunities to work at Dell Diamond for non-game-day events.
Day-to-Day responsibilities include, but are not limited to, the following:
Strong vocal talent (THAT”S ME)
A unique and distinctive personality (SEE ABOVE)
Strong knowledge of baseball, including rules and positions (DEPT. DUH)
Ability to multi-task in a stressful environment (NO FUCKIN’ SWEAT)
Comfortable announcing to crowds of over 10,000 people on a microphone (I CAN GET ILLER THAN NAM / I KILL & BOMB)
Comfortable announcing complex names from a variety of ethnic backgrounds (NOW PITCHING, NUMBER 56, NEIL “THE AGITATOR” COTTS)
Able to attend all home Express baseball games and arrive 1hour before the gates open each game (ALL GAMES? WHAT IF THERE’S SOMEONE NON-SUCKY PLAYING ON TV?)
Available to attend appropriate pre-game meetings (PLEASE TELL ME THESE MEETINGS ARE HELD IN A MAJOR CITY, IE. NOT ROUND ROCK)
Receptive to both positive and negative feedback (I’M DOWN WITH HALF OF THAT)
Ability to be spontaneous and react quickly as appropriate (DEPENDS – WHAT”S THE SPEED SITUATION LIKE OUT THERE?)
Experienced work as a PA Announcer in collegiate or professional baseball is preferred (I’VE WORKED MORE GAMES IN MY HEAD THAN YOU’VE EVACUATED IN REAL LIFE)
The PA Announcer will be required to attend all 72 Round Rock Express home games, as well as any preseason exhibition game and any playoff games. This includes nights and weekends. (HOW WILL MY UNDERSTUDY EVER BREAK THRU THE GLASS CEILING IF YOU DON’T GIVE HIM OR HER A CHANCE?)
In which WFAN mid-morning mouth Joe Benigno continues his diatribes against “sabermetric geeks trying to reinvent the game”, citing the example of Sandy Alderson’s pioneering Femoral Leverage Under Max Pressure (aka FLUMP) just another instance of those crazed eggheads destroying the national pastime.
Of course, the entire thing was an elaborate hoax orchestrated by Benigno’s own staff.
— Brian Monzo (@BMonzoWFAN) August 21, 2015
NBC/Universal’s Premier League soccer telecasts have been pretty special, though the quality of play on the field is only one part of the equation. Viewers who suffered through the late, unlamented Fox Soccer Channel are for the most part, thrilled with the resources NBC has deployed since taking over in 2013 and the Guardian’s Barney Ronay, not one to gush over broadcasters, declares “watching English football in the US was an unexpected reminder of how good it actually is”.
Rebecca Lowe is a fine and knowledgeable anchor, albeit her role here is often shaved down into being really good at talking fast without stuttering and remembering to call Romelu Lukaku “the 56 million-dollar Belgian”. Robbie Earle still looks like a nice friendly saggy old embroidered cat propped up in the shop window and encouraged to talk about set-piece opportunities and overlapping runs and how “they’ve got to move the ball quicker for me”.
Robbie Mustoe proves it is possible after all to cram fact-based, cliche-free critical opinion into a 30-second analysis spot. The only slightly “soccerball” note is the retired American player Kyle Martino (above), who looks at first glance like the kind of man who might walk into a crowded room at a cocktail party and do a double-handed pistol shot with his finger and thumb, but who turns out to be very watchable in the grand American sportscasting tradition where things like research and preparation are still non-negotiable assets even for ex professional players.
What happens from here is anyone’s guess. The Premier League has made some unarguable gains in the foothills, to the extent that its TV revenue is split pretty evenly between domestic and global markets, a balance that is likely to tilt only one way in future. If this is a slightly alarming prospect for the domestic football fan, already alienated, priced out, rescheduled and generally encouraged to sit down and shut up, then it is worth remembering where all this syndicated wealth actually comes from.
(photo by Zac Sprague)
…and by “flogging”, I mean selling. But if you wanna get flogged, THAT CAN BE ARRANGED.
Back to the matter at hand. OBN III’s new album, the Mike McCarthy produced ‘Worth A Lot Of Money’ comes out September 14, but End of an Ear will have the blue vinyl version 6 days early and to celebrate this error in shipping, the band are playing the shop / blocking your access to the 7″ section on Tuesday, September 8 at 6pm sharp.
Real Ale will provide canned refreshment (if you’re 21 or over) and EOAE staff will provide sage advice about records they prefer to the new OBN III’s album. It’s one of those WIN-WIN scenarios for everyone, especially those who’ve had several Real (or fake) Ales.
SHOW UP OR GET THROWED UP
(center : Backman, just grateful we’re not running that mugshot pic for the millionth time)
We’re around the moment in the baseball season when the Mets are typically either miles out of the running or in the middle of a swoon that will have a similar result, and with said status usually comes one or more suggestions that reprobate/motivator of young men Wally Backman is deserving of an opportunity (you know, the one he’s been campaigning for openly since the advent of broadband) to overthrow the well-meaning / overmatched Terry Collins.
This year, however, if the script hasn’t been flipped, at the very least, it’s been tweaked. Despite having lost 4 of their last 5 games to the Pirates and Orioles, the Mets still hold a 3.5 game advantage in the NL East, and as such, few are calling for Terry Collins’ removal or the promotion of Vegas 51′s skipper Backman. Few that is, except for the New York Daily News’ John Harper, who seriously argues that between Matt Williams’ incompetency in DC and the ability to fuck with the Mets’ heads by elevating Backman, the Nationals would be remiss in not handing Wally the reins ASAP.
Might such a dramatic move even mess with the Mets’ mojo? Backman managed many of their young players, and certainly his presence, going from the Mets’ Triple-A manager to the Washington dugout, would raise the intensity of this brewing rivalry.
The countless Mets fans who love Backman, going back to his days as the hustling sparkplug for the ’86 championship team, might just freak out a bit at the notion of him getting the Nats back on track for a September sprint to the finish.
For a team badly in need of a spark, Backman’s high-intensity personality would be quite a contrast to Williams’ low-key style and might be exactly what the underachieving Nationals need.
Of the myriad ways one might honor the memory of the late Portland small forward Jerome Kersey, I must admit, doing so via a carefully conceived corn maze was not one of them. But that’s exactly what the good people at Bella Organic Pumpkin Patch & Winery have done,
Announcing our 2015 Rip City (Portland Trailblazers) Corn Maze honoring the memory of Jerome Kersey! He was a good man and made such a positive impact on our community here in Portland, so we wanted to take this opportunity to remember him!
Join us on August 30th at 12pm, for a ribbon cutting ceremony at Bella Organic Farm on Sauvie Island, with The Jerome Kersey Foundation and a Portland Trail Blazers representative! The maze will be open daily from August 30th through October 31st, 2015.
In which NBC Washington’s Jim Vance joins the chorus of persons applauding Steelers LB James Harrison’s decision to toss his children’s participation trophies in the rubbish.
Jerome Young aka New Jack, the former ECW fixture turned stand-up comedian, recently retired from the mat wars and as such, Stereogum’s Tom Breihan attempts to coax some commentary out of the more verbose half of the Gangstas via Grantland. While his onetime booker Paul Heyman attempts to put New Jack’s brand of ultra-violence, most infamously documented in the 1996 bludgeoning of wrestling neophyte Eric Kulas aka “Mass Transit”, in some sort of cultural context (““I would suggest that Jerome Young has spent his life rebelling against the injustices that permeated his existence throughout his childhood…e witnessed oppression and prejudice and was subjected to these ills of society, to where his rebellion against these characters and these social circumstances got played out with this militant, angry, violent victimizer known as New Jack”), the man himself is blunt and cuts very quickly to the chase :
New Jack went on to work for a number of independent promotions, many of which were attempting to re-create the wild atmosphere of ECW. In a match for the biggest of those companies, the L.A.-based Xtreme Pro Wrestling, New Jack once again faced Vic Grimes, the wrestler who’d landed on his head and blinded him in one eye, in another scaffold match. This time, New Jack threw Grimes from the scaffold and forced him to miss the tables that had been set up in the ring. Grimes landed hard on the ring ropes and injured himself. “That was payback,” says New Jack. “Was it his fault that I got hurt? Yeah. [In the original scaffold match,] he didn’t want to go with me when I said go. So I thought this is get-back.”
Once again, New Jack faced few consequences for Grimes’s injury. “He wouldn’t get in the ring with me again. I tried to kill his ass, so I guess he wouldn’t.”
“If I’d wanted to kill him,” he says, pondering what he was trying to do that night. “I could’ve.”
“I don’t regret shit that I did. Everything I did in the ring, I did it, and I can’t take it back.”
(above, Yoenis Cespedes shown loafing his way into a steal of second over the weekend)
While his NY Post colleague Joel Sherman proposes Steven Matz as a late innings replacement for the struggling Bobby Parnell, Phil Mushnick — having already weighed in on the matter of jewelry — takes issue with Mets OF Yoenis Cespedes failure to run to first base Friday night after a dropped third strike by Pirates C Francisco Cervelli :
Cespedes gave the runaway ball a not-interested look, then began walking to the dugout. Cervelli chased the ball down, jogged to Cespedes and tagged him out. Cespedes didn’t even bother to force a throw to first or force anything that could have happened had he done so.
Of course, Gary Cohen and Hernandez were appalled! No, they weren’t.
“Gotta run, don’t ya?” Cohen casually asked, to which Hernandez as casually answered, “Yes, I agree.”
That was it. No big deal. Case closed.
Just to be super clear, Cespedes’ refusal to bust it down the line was clearly noted by the club’s highly respected play-by-play announcer. The equally respected analyst who sits to his right — more of the most beloved figures in Mets history — concurred. But apparently, that’s not nearly enough for Phil.
What would Mushnick have the SNY announcers do? Petition Sandy Alderson to waive Cespedes on the spot? Personally visit the clubhouse and strangle him with his allegedly fearsome gold chains?
Keep in mind, this is the same Yeonis Cespeds that nearly beat out an infield single the following evening (an umpire’s safe ruling was overturned by video replay) on a routine grounder late in a close game. Perhaps he could tell that he was in serious danger of losing Phil Mushnick’s respect. Or, just maybe, he actually plays the game hard and Friday’s lapse is not entirely reflective of his character as a person or player so there was NO NEED TO TEAR HIM TO FUCKING SHREDS. Sheesh.
I feel pretty confident saying the above work is twice as transgressive as anything the late Dean Riopelle produced. Video culled from Every Day Should Be Saturday. Here’s some background on the auteur behind “Gator Haters – Here This” :
Real Lawyer – Man of Christ – Proud Father – these are the “words” that describe LAWYER MIKE! Mixing a unique brand of musical chemistry, that includes a blend of R&B, Hip-Hop and other genre’s of music, Lawyer Mike exploded onto the musical scene in 2009. Although Lawyer Mike had been practicing law for 13 years at that time, he expanded his general practice to include Entertainment Law back in 2009. Now, going into his 17th year of Law Practice, he has worked with artists and writers such as Parlae (Dem Franchize Boyz), Schuylar Keeton (a.k.a. Sky), as well as, producers such as Lex Lucazi and J $ Mills. The uniqueness of Lawyer Mike’s music is a credit to his faith in his Lord & Savior! This has led to projects with Lex Lucazi (a.k.a. LEX) who has produced for artists such as T.I. and Rick Ross, among others. LEX has extrapolated sounds from all types of music, making has beats unlike any others. The partnership between LEX and Lawyer Mike has led to work involving Ant Mo and Johnny “Juice” Rosado (Public Enemy), as well as, associations with Lenny Santiago and Scoe Walker.
No disrespect is intended to the gentlemen who picked up the Black Flag microphone before and after* Dez Cadena, but man, no contest. He was the best.
(* – Mike Vallely excepted).
Dez is currently battling throat cancer. The crowd funding campaign to raise dough for his medical expenses hopefully states he’ll be smelling the sawdust again in a year’s time, but for the time being, radiation ain’t paying for itself. So you know what to do.
…AND YOU, MADAM, ARE NO TRAVIS BICKLE. The shit metaphor award of summer 2015 goes to the Chicago Tribune’s Kristen McQueary :
Envy isn’t a rational response to the upcoming 10-year anniversary of Hurricane Katrina.
But with Aug. 29 fast approaching and New Orleans Mayor Mitch Landrieu making media rounds, including at the Tribune Editorial Board, I find myself wishing for a storm in Chicago — an unpredictable, haughty, devastating swirl of fury. A dramatic levee break. Geysers bursting through manhole covers. A sleeping city, forced onto the rooftops.
That’s what it took to hit the reset button in New Orleans. Chaos. Tragedy. Heartbreak.
Fascinating. How about the reset buttons that were employed in Hiroshima or Dresden? That was some kinda reset button that lower Manhattan endured following 9/11!
Michael Angelo Batio of “Shock ‘Em Dead” fame tried to give Carson Craig the keys to the Lamborghini, but phony fuckin’ baloney Carson SPACED on the show.
Me, I’m stuck outta town watching decidedly inferior bands from the nations of Australia and Philadelphia. But you can bet that were I home tonight, I would most definitely be joining the rest of you lovers of technical proficiency in watching M.A.B. deliver a much needed clinic to the denizens of 6th Street’s Dirty Dog. There’s still time! STOP WHATEVER YOU’RE DOING and demand a terrified Lyft driver maneuver thru wrong-way highway traffic to get you to the gig before the shredding ceases.
“El Gigante” (yeah, whatever, Scott), San Jose Municipal Stadium, 8/12/15
Michael Slaboch of Chicago, IL writes, “how has Jon Glaser pitching for the Brewers not been a lead line on CSTB?!”. Admittedly, I’ve been so (alternately)
jaw-broken up over Geno Smith losing his starting position to Ryan Fitzpatrick / thrilled with Matt Harvey overcoming the scourge of triple-chinhood before the age of 30 (HT, The Randy L.) that I totally spaced on the above moment in recent MLB history.
Is it possible new Met Yoenis Cespedes might be a step slowed by all those chains he wears? Mets radio’s Josh Lewin said one seems to be dangling “a manhole cover.” – Phil Mushnick, New York Post, 8/9/15
When most sensible persons are watching New York Mets OF Yoenis Cespedes on television, they see something like this :
Thru Phil’s lenses, it looks a little more like this :
Nebraska football public address announcer Patrick Combs was charged earlier this week in Lincoln, NE with stealing a small fortune from two elderly women, as the Lincoln Journal-Standard’s Riley Johnson reports :
Combs, Memorial Stadium’s public-address announcer for Husker football since 2002, allegedly used his power of attorney status with two Lincoln women, ages 88 and 92, to bilk them out of more than $363,000, Lincoln Police Investigator Cindy Koenig-Warnke said in court documents.
The bulk of the money came from the accounts of Beverly J. Mosher, an 88-year-old widow and longtime University of Nebraska-Lincoln employee who had dementia, the investigator wrote in an affidavit. Combs was a friend of hers.
Combs used Mosher’s checking account between September 2014 and January 2015 to buy cars, pay off a car loan and credit cards, install carpet at his lake house and get brickwork done on an outbuilding at his Gretna home, Koenig-Warnke said.
Combs also gifted $150,000 and $100,000 to two of his family friends after having Mosher’s power of attorney amended to allow gifting, an affidavit to arrest him states.
Earlier this year, a $1.75 million transfer from Mosher’s account to Combs was frozen and not completed after investigators learned of the possible financial exploitation from Adult Protective Services — a state agency.
Alright, that’s not exactly what CBS Chicago’s Tim Baffoe has to say in Friday’s op-ed, but in the wake of Blackhawks RW Patrick Kane (above) being named the subject of a sexual assault investigation in Hamburg, NY, Baffoe insists, “you need to stop with the garbage default setting of rushing to defend him.”
The reflex of “Leave Kaner alone—you’re ruining his reputation!” or anything remotely putting the onus on the woman involved shows you’ve let sports fandom strip you of your humanity. Your ethics have grown so out of whack while drunk on being a fangirl or fanboy that you’ve drowned your soul. You value sports over violation of the human body, and you then become no different than, say, a defender of Joe Paterno. If Patrick Kane were not famous and a name on the local news, your consideration would be vastly different. Don’t lie to yourself. Same if he just played hockey in a different sweater.
Mike Ribiero sounds like a truly awful monster, and he gains further monster status more conveniently because he plays for the rival Nashville Predators. Jokes about Ben Roethlisberger and vitriol toward Floyd Mayweather are all so comfortable because there’s not much connection to those guys from over here. It’s easy to be disgusted at Baltimore Ravens fans defiantly wearing Ray Rice jerseys. They don’t “represent Chicago,” as is comfortable to say when a team wins or an athlete does society some good.
Now the badness is in your backyard, and regardless of what actually happened between Kane and his accuser, regardless of the outcome of the investigation, the situation is going to get worse before it gets better. And you’re at a crossroads for which you must make a choice that defines you and your morals. A human highlight reel who just hoisted the Stanley Cup and had sports fans here at the highest of highs may have done something really terrible. He is a sports star who has embarrassed and compromised his employer—again. Only this time an alleged victim now finds herself against the almost-never sympathetic sporting world and vicious misogynistic Internet that has already begun its detestable attack on her as-of-now-anonymous self in defense of their sports hero almost-friend and their own selfishness and ignorance.
With all due respect to Mount Union’s football program, Deaf Wish’s winning streak is way more impressive. For starters, Mount Union are a D-III school — they’re beating the likes of Heidelberg, Otterbein and John Carroll. If you can’t run up the score on something or someone called Otterbein you really have no business taking the field.
On second thought, this really wasn’t all that respectful to Mount Union’s football program.
(image courtesy the Bobby V. loving Bridgeport Bluefish)
Michael Kay claims the cowboy hat is “pretty cool”. I think that’s taking being a company man to an unrealistic level.