The first thing I thought about when I chalked this quote was sports radio. I can’t listen to sports radio.
The only show I can stomach is during football season when Dan Hampton and Ed O'Bradovich do their pre- and post-game Bears show on WGN.
Two former Bears who failed before they ever succeeded.
Mr. OB was a defensive end on the 1963 World Champion team and Hampton was on the Super Bowl XX team. They played in seasons were losing outnumbered winning. They took their lumps and got up to give lumps back. One got chewed out by George Halas while the other got screamed at by Mike Ditka. That is why they know what the hell they are talking about. They paid rent in sweat and bruises and have every right to talk about the future team from Hammond Indiana.
I can’t stand these whiny little pukes who never played the game. Mealy-mouthed critics dissecting the “kingdom of sports” like they built it. High-pitched bitching and moaning devoted to criticizing, nitpicking and second-guess...
...rarely congratulating the teams they cover.
Sure, they are successful and popular with the fanbase and advertisers. Just not for me.
If you never lined up across from a man trying to take your head off, maybe ease up on the sermon.
Failure earns a voice, effort earns an opinion.
And as for the grabber section this morning. It is National Clam Chowder Day. I’ll take mine red over white. Manhattan over New England any chance I can. Problem is, around here, red chowder is harder to find than a winning football season.
