No Clever Moniker wrote:
reents wrote:
Spiegel was having a good back and forth with Cowley during the interview, getting tense, and then Spiegel goes Harry and asks him about the new Madden game.
I'll give credit to Spiegel for pulling back the curtains of Joe Cowley's retreaded Kenny-Ozzie storyline: It begins and ends with Jerry Reinsdorf, who will determine who stays and who goes unless one of them taps out, and Cowley's info is poor at best. So-called Unnamed sources from whom Cowley speculates. Spiegel seemed to run the interview right up to that obvious point that is was bad fiction before asking about Madden. That's when Cowley stated he's had the game for a week and would now (Tuesday) have someone to play online.
The Sports media in Chicago has become a joke. Print media pandering to electronic (too many wanting to be seen or heard) and the electronic trying to be too cool/cute while citing print media as a viable source.
What's the value of a columnist watching a game on TV and writing as if he saw something unique? What's the point in a radio host citing said column as valued insight to be discussed adnauseam?
you're treading upon a slippery slope, my friend... if you keep following this train of thought to its inevitable destination, you're soon going to be asking "what's the point of talking about sports in the first place? what's the point of sports? what's the point of entertainment? shit, what's the point of living?"
long story short (the antithesis of me): phil jackson once called sports-talk-radio "mental masturbation." i'd go a step further and consider just about all media coverage of sports to also be "mental masturbation." seriously, the sport is there for you to be consumed in the format of a game.... beyond that, the constant desire/need to require ancillary information pertaining to the inner workings of the teams that play these games is technically pointless if you think about it (and i reckon you certainly HAVE thought about it)
however, since we love our sports and the mass/media exists to feed us pointless crap which we consume to their financial benefit, as a society we've essentially turned our sporting experience into three parts: 1) the buildup 2) the event 3) the aftermath.... parts 1 and 3 are totally pointless bullshit exercises in mental masturbation, unless you happen to have a bit of the "fun-bad" or dare i say "ironic" mentality where you see the spectacle for what it is, but you revel in it only for the sake of reveling in something stupid and meatballish.
for part 3, the aftermath, take doug & OB as an example. i know what i just saw and i'm pretty sure i know why i just saw what i saw... but hearing these two old fire-n-pashin meatballs raise their blood pressure up and scream and rant and rave like it's the most important thing ever is just so damned fun that it's become appointment radio for me. it's the kind of cathartic release that i'm incapable of having thanks to the plague of overly critical thoughts, therefore i revel in the spectacle for the sake of reveling... it's like drinking a milkshake... you know it's a stupid decision, but it tastes sooo damn good.
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Curious Hair wrote:
Les Grobstein's huge hog is proof that God has a sense of humor, isn't it?