This is quite possibly the worst sports talk radio show in the world. Both of these men are devoid of any semblance of talent. Their voices are so creepily similiar that sometimes I think it's just one guy having a conversation with himself. The next they say something thought provoking or entertaining will be the first. It is downright criminal that a station in the third largest market in the United States has two no talent hacks stinking up their airwaves.

I highly doubt if you overheard them talking at a bar, they would sound anything like this.

I remember a women once described Richard Roeper by saying, "Each column answers the question, 'What would the most boring guy in the bar say about this subject?'"

Actually, I think they would.

I remember a women once described Richard Roeper by saying, "Each column answers the question, 'What would the most boring guy in the bar say about this subject?'" I'm reminded of that every time I hear these two dopes. They're not going to say anything the slightest bit controversial. They won't give you any take on any subject that is anything other than mainstream. I don't think it's an act. That's who these guys are.

But there is an audience for that. Because there are thousands of guys exactly like them in Chicago. They're not particularly smart, but they aren't drooling morons either. Suburban goofs who went to Big Ten universities and then moved to Chicago. Cheer on the Cubbies in the bleachers for a few years. Then meet "The One". Live with her in the city for a couple more years. Get married. Back to the suburbs. Kids are next. We won't talk about the inevitable divorce at this time. It's like a video game approach to life. Joe O. is a couple levels ahead of Connor but they're the same guy. And they're just like everybody else.

Give me a show with Tall Midget and Beardown. I can sell ads on that.

Connor has talent.

It hasnt been tapped and putting him next to the worst person to ever speak into a microphone isnt helping.

No, the worst person to ever speak into a microphone would be Dustin Rhoades.

The King can do any on-air job in radio- sports, music, comedy, straight man. I could see him having his own show on WGN in fifteen years.

I have mixed feelings about your assessment above. While it's true that Paruch is generally well-informed and possesses the requisite level of professional polish to speak somewhat intelligently on a broad range of topics and fill a variety of on-air roles, the flexibility that you site as his greatest strength may also be his most significant weakness. That is, he personifies the old cliche of being a jack-of-all-trades and master of none. In general I find his on-air presence so smooth that it is entirely nondescript, his generic adaptability so great that he comes off as sounding, well, generic. He is a persona who is almost completely devoid personality. I don't dislike him, but I don't hate cheese sandwiches made from Wonder Bread, either. They provide a means for subsisting after all--just not the elements of a feast.

Or were you basically saying the same thing I was, given your reference to WGN? I guess I don't think of WGN as the same kind of haven for the radio undead as I once did since I tend to enjoy Nick DiGilio's show quite a bit.

Actually, I think they would.

I remember a women once described Richard Roeper by saying, "Each column answers the question, 'What would the most boring guy in the bar say about this subject?'" I'm reminded of that every time I hear these two dopes. They're not going to say anything the slightest bit controversial. They won't give you any take on any subject that is anything other than mainstream. I don't think it's an act. That's who these guys are.

But there is an audience for that. Because there are thousands of guys exactly like them in Chicago. They're not particularly smart, but they aren't drooling morons either. Suburban goofs who went to Big Ten universities and then moved to Chicago. Cheer on the Cubbies in the bleachers for a few years. Then meet "The One". Live with her in the city for a couple more years. Get married. Back to the suburbs. Kids are next. We won't talk about the inevitable divorce at this time. It's like a video game approach to life. Joe O. is a couple levels ahead of Connor but they're the same guy. And they're just like everybody else.


Give me a show with Tall Midget and Beardown. I can sell ads on that.

let me throw my vote in for Finfer being the worst

This just gets back to my thread from after Thanksgiving about this being the worst B teamers I can remember in the history of the station

No, the worst person to ever speak into a microphone would be Dustin Rhoades.

I actually like Joe and Connor. It's at the very least better than Joe and Rock Mamola's show was.

I'll start the one-man bandwagon...

Actually, I think they would.

I remember a women once described Richard Roeper by saying, "Each column answers the question, 'What would the most boring guy in the bar say about this subject?'" I'm reminded of that every time I hear these two dopes. They're not going to say anything the slightest bit controversial. They won't give you any take on any subject that is anything other than mainstream. I don't think it's an act. That's who these guys are.

But there is an audience for that. Because there are thousands of guys exactly like them in Chicago. They're not particularly smart, but they aren't drooling morons either. Suburban goofs who went to Big Ten universities and then moved to Chicago. Cheer on the Cubbies in the bleachers for a few years. Then meet "The One". Live with her in the city for a couple more years. Get married. Back to the suburbs. Kids are next. We won't talk about the inevitable divorce at this time. It's like a video game approach to life. Joe O. is a couple levels ahead of Connor but they're the same guy. And they're just like everybody else.

Give me a show with Tall Midget and Beardown. I can sell ads on that.

One evening a few weeks ago, I flipped on the radio to listen to WFMT and wind down a little, but I had my dial set to the Score, and so I stayed on it for a minute because I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Here was Connor McKnight talking about how Game 7 of the Stanley Cup Final was coming up, but he had no interest in it. Apparently all his friends were telling him about how nothing beats an NHL Game 7, but he wasn't buyin' it. Instead, he'd rather watch college football on New Year's Day, or early rounds of March Madness. So here I am, as aghast as anyone can be with evening sports talk radio, asking "How could it be that a guy who had been on whatever the Score called its Blackhawks beat come on the air and start talking about how hockey is inferior to college sports? Don't they realize how weird it seems to have a so-called hockey reporter--albeit barely one--go on the air and break bad on the very sport he sporadically covers?" Then who I thought was Connor McKnight identified himself as Joe Ostrowski.

I have mixed feelings about your assessment above. While it's true that Paruch is generally well-informed and possesses the requisite level of professional polish to speak somewhat intelligently on a broad range of topics and fill a variety of on-air roles, the flexibility that you site as his greatest strength may also be his most significant weakness. That is, he personifies the old cliche of being a jack-of-all-trades and master of none. In general I find his on-air presence so smooth that it is entirely nondescript, his generic adaptability so great that he comes off as sounding, well, generic. He is a persona who is almost completely devoid personality. I don't dislike him, but I don't hate cheese sandwiches made from Wonder Bread, either. They provide a means for subsisting after all--just not the elements of a feast.

Or were you basically saying the same thing I was, given your reference to WGN? I guess I don't think of WGN as the same kind of haven for the radio undead as I once did since I tend to enjoy Nick DiGilio's show quite a bit.