right from www.NorthtoNorth.com all I can say is "WOW!" we should have message board contest to see who can get the most ludicrous email to pappy posted on his web site




Hello, Mike. This is former Score producer, Ed Creech. I know a blast from the past, 10 years.

I just read with sadness that you are now unemployed. I have been meaning to write you for years with an update of what's happened to me since I left the Score, but never have. Henry Henderson told me this past winter that he ran into Be-Be at a Notre Dame basketball game and he told her that I would write. Never did. But, the venomous anti-North articles today (fuck Mariotti, that jealous prick!) have inspired me to finally sit down and write.

I want to thank you, Be, and Dan Jiggetts for making my life what it is today. The beautiful gift of Boomerang has meant so much to me. Not just the thought of what you did, but what happened as a result.

On Memorial Day in 1998, about ten days after I left the Score, I was walking Boomerang in Loyola Park and I met this very attractive (blonde and busty) woman walking her dog: a border collie/shepherd mix named Tasha, a rescue from the Chicago pound. It was their first day in the park together. There weren't very many attractive, single women in Rogers Park, so Elena stood out. I had to wait for my severance check from the Score before I could ask her out. When I became flush with cash again, it still took me 4 hours to ask her out. That was a Sunday morning, June 7, 1998. I asked Elena to marry me two months later and we tied the knot on August 6, 1999. I cannot imagine my life without Elena. And, it would never have happened without your kindness and generosity. I met my wife because of my dog, your gift to me.

You have a lot of faults, Mike, but we all do. That is what makes us human. What people tend to forget or minimize is your heart of gold. I remember when I had to put my old dog, Pumpkin, down. You offered to go with me or go for me. You and Piersall were the only ones. It figures. The two crazies are the ones who show the most humanity.

I can never forget you, Mike. Every time I look at my wife, I realize you had a hand. Thank you. Just remember, great things happen to people who leave the Score. For me, it was finding a girl, finding a good gig (teaching. I am now at St. Benedict ES teaching 8th grade religion and social studies. You'll love this, Mike. My principal is compiling a list of words I am not allowed to say in the classroom. You, and George Carlin, have been a bad influence. But, I digress.), and finding real happiness.

I promise to send pictures of the family (Elena, Boomerang, Tasha, and, our newest, Josie). Just give me an email address. Hey! Since you have nothing to do for awhile, if you want to come by and play with the pups, and bring yours, we're in Evanston: ironically, a half-block north of the hot dog stand. There's a backyard and a stocked refrigerator. Call me:

I never realized when I met you how big of an impact you would have on my life. I can never repay you enough other to say, "Thank you!"

God bless and be yourself!!

Ed Creech.

Is catholic grade school teacher a pay raise from score non air employee?

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Uh.....if this was sent via email, doesnt he have the email allready?




Pappy might need some cash in the near future.



I would love for Pappy to show up at my door with Lucky, we could frolic in my backyardfor hours.

I agree with another post, this has to be a joke email, I think this guy was just taking shots at Pappy and realized North is to stupid to get it.

What if this is the same guy who sent the Teddy e-mail?

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No, narcissism goes way back.

The fool does not understand that the world has moved on from the 1960s and 70s. Most people are not racist shitheads and try to respect others in society. This douchebag still thinks Chicago is owned by the Mafia and that the average Chicagoan is a ignorant retard.

I don't have time to break down that email, but I do think I remember an Ed Creech, so I am assuming Mike and Bebe got him a dog, that I guess Ed was not capable of doing himself and thus because he got the dog, the dog needed to shit, so Ed took him for a walk and he ran into some big tittied blonde and he married her? Thus he gives eternal thanks to the North family?

Why not thank Purina for making the food that your dog crapped out, or the owners that gave up that dog, or the leash manufacturer, or Loyola for having a park.

Sometimes you do crazy things when you are in a bad way, sometimes you over think or under think stuff, this seems to be a case of it.

Can I ask how Henry Henderson runs into Bebe and that turns into The Creecher needing to EMail?

Also, as former producer and such a big fan? You just "READ" Mike was out of a Job? It's been over a Month Creecher?

Lotsa holes in this story too!

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