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Post by Jackass on Oct 9, 2007 11:36:55 GMT -5
The two of them are truely horrible. O&A love to play the Suz clip of her cumming at Clemmens' announcement. Michael Kay is not nearly as smart and engaging as he thinks he is. He is an alright broadcaster, but his smarmy demeanor is just shitty. When he completely disparaged Juan Rivera on a TV broadcast by incorrectly attributing the theft of Derek Jeter's glove (it was Mo's cousin Ruben Rivera, by the way), and then was pissed that Rivera wouldn't accept his apology, he lost me. Even though this is more about Michael Kay, there are some good John Sterling Rants in this old blog entry: 1) Michael Kay
Like I said last time, most broadcasters aren’t worth the stuff they wipe their *ss with. This clown, tho - he takes the cake and shoves it right into his fat f*cking piehole like a pornstar on a busman’s holiday. Never mind that he’s a fair weather b*tch of a man that loves guys when they do F*cking Yankee Baseball proud, yet won’t stand by them through a two-game slump. Never mind that he’s taking his cues from a drunk, belligerent, clueless sack of sh*t whose claim to fame is having a old-woman stroke every time the Yankees win a game. Guy sounds like Corky every time the team’s hitting saves their sh*t pitching. Chase that Chivas w/ some downers, you *sscrack. And never mind that he’s the point man on Derek Jeter’s Buttplug Brigade. And never mind that he makes Bobby Mercer and Dave Justice sound like Sir Laurence F*cking Olivier (which is like making Keanu Reeves sound like a 3-year-old).
Here’s a suggestion, you Leno-looking tw*t - if you’re going to have a woody for your team, then at least know what the f*ck you’re talking about. Lemme tell you, that Juan Rivera / Ruben Rivera garbage was great for some America’s Funniest-type laughs, especially when you actually deigned to apologize to Juan and he told you to sit & spin. Not that I blame you, K-Hole - I mean, those types of folks, they all look the same, right? What the f*ck - confuse one w/ another, it ain’t no thing. Hell, I’m surprised you didn’t get them confused w/ Mariano! That would’ve been HILARIOUS! But you’re still getting paid. You’re still the hotsh*t voice of Yankee F*cking Baseball. You still get to pick up The Boss’ drycleaning. And who the hell is Juan Rivera to not accept your apology? After all, he’s just some good-looking in-shape young athlete that’s in line to make millions of dollars, while you’re Michael F*cking Kay, Millionaire and Host Of Centerstage AKA Let Me Entertain You In Ways James Lipton Never Thought Possible.
Take it in stride, MK. Don’t let those bastards w/ “facts” and “insight” and “a functional frontal lobe” get in the way of you pissing on the national pasttime. Just do what you do every time you f*ck up (i.e. when you wake up every every f*cking morning) - soldier on w/ your uninformed bullsh*t and cocky-as-f*ck smug *sslicking, and pretend you’re worth a wet fart. Sh*tbag.www.yard-work.org/?p=332
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Post by whalerfan on Oct 9, 2007 14:42:10 GMT -5
I heard this on the radio this morning, what a joke.
Sobbing... "John, he's your friend, too." lol
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Post by drock2006 on Oct 9, 2007 21:01:39 GMT -5
It was hysterical..Suzyn bawling her eyes out and Sterlings voice indicating he was thinking "Well Suzyn, I gotta run ansd start sucking up to Girardi at Mortons...see you next year:
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Post by $heriff Tom on Oct 9, 2007 21:04:40 GMT -5
So whats the deal? Is there a professional John Sterling impersonator that makes the round on these radio shows? When Booker was on K-Rock he had this dude on regularly. Doing the whole singing show-tunes and drinking during the call schtick. And now I am reading here and there talk of Sterling calls.
Radio Chick used to have "Mr Met" call in, and he had a snobby British accent and acted very rude and racist.
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Post by whalerfan on Oct 10, 2007 10:41:57 GMT -5
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Post by $heriff Tom on Oct 22, 2007 9:00:31 GMT -5
LOL! LMAO!
Just when you think this issue has finally died, Waldman comes out and writes an op-ed piece for this weekends Newsday. This crone needs to get a grip. Got to love the very last paragraph (if you can make it that far) where she sees fit to remind us that her picture is hanging up in the Hall of Fame...
Fire her, already. But can you imagine the crap-storm that would ensue at this point? Gloria Allred would end up taking her case against the Yankees.
Tears are part of the story There's a place for emotions on the air. What's wrong with a little humanity in baseball broadcasts?
BY SUZYN WALDMAN Yankee games on WCBS radio. October 21, 2007
: Since 1987, when my voice, Boston accent and all, hit the sports airwaves in the city that has been my home since l969, I have gotten my share of public reaction. I've always thought to myself: This goes with the territory. This goes with changing a paradigm. The paradigm being: Women know nothing about, and shouldn't talk about, sports.
Each step of the way, negative, skeptical, angry reaction: when I started giving sports updates, when I started covering teams, when I hosted a talk show, when I first broadcast on television, when I went into the WCBS radio booth.
But this kind of ridicule? After 21 years of being in the trenches and in the booth?
For 4 seconds I choked back tears while describing a moving scene - Joe Torre's coaches as they welled up watching him at the podium after the Yankees had just been eliminated from the playoffs. These 4 seconds - in a 10-minute post-game show from the locker room after 4½ hours of broadcasting a baseball game - created such a firestorm that it's been on every sports radio show, every Internet outlet and TV sportscast all over the country and Canada.
My voice played over the tune of "Big Girls Don't Cry." The "There's no crying in baseball" speech from "A League of Their Own," played everywhere, even on NPR (don't they have anything else to cover?). Cartoons of a little girl crying in one paper, hour after hour of discussions on talk shows about whether I am professional enough to keep my job. And the ever popular "See, girls don't belong in the locker room!" (Sorry, that horse left the barn 30 years ago!)
Not one word about whether or not my analysis of the game was good, bad or indifferent. It's stunning, and I am not sure I understand it.
Sports journalism can be objective, and it can be honest. Those things are not mutually exclusive. I think we sometimes mistake negativity and nastiness for objectivity, and they are not the same thing. Telling your audience that Roger Clemens can't push off on his leg - and if that happens, he won't have control, he can't finish off his pitches and he won't be effective - is objective and honest. It's just not nasty. You have to have the nuts and bolts of the game down pat. You have to know what you are talking about. But what is wrong with adding the human element every now and then?
To me, sports, and baseball in particular, has always been about humanity. About succeeding and failing, about testing yourself against another person or another team. The beauty of baseball is that it lends itself to that, more than any other sport.
Baseball is a one-on-one confrontation at all times, played within a team concept. Pitcher vs. batter, catcher vs. baserunner, batter vs. fielder, each man part of a team.
I have always been interested in why someone succeeded or failed - not just in tracking the number of successes or failures. Why does someone swing at a pitch he knows he can't handle? What didn't he recognize? It's not just that he didn't recognize it - that's easy. But, why did it happen? Was there pressure, was he distracted, was he fooled?
I have always thought that is what a fan wants to know, and that's what I try to impart to an audience. In the 15 years I appeared in Broadway musicals and performed in nightclubs before my broadcasting career, I realized one thing: There are intangible reasons why one person succeeds and another person with the same talent does not. There are plenty of excellent singers, but not everyone can make a living at it.
There are plenty of excellent ballplayers, but not everyone becomes a major leaguer, let alone a star. Almost every fan can tell you what should have or has happened in a game, but not everyone can tell you why it happened or get players' feelings about the outcome.
I am broadcasting New York Yankees games for New York Yankees fans, and my focus is on those fans. A successful local radio broadcast of a baseball game requires trust between the audience and its broadcasters. This is not the case with a national broadcast, which is going to all parts of the country.
Yankees fans want you to tell them what is happening in the game and give them something they won't already know from reading the papers or watching the team on television. They depend on you to paint the picture and tell the truth - four to five hours a day, 162 games a year, plus pre- and post-season, year after year after year.
After the final game at the Stadium this year, I took my listeners into a place that no other reporter or broadcaster did - and if I choked up for a few seconds while describing it, I believe that they would have, too. If I had been a writer, I would have put pen to paper, no one would've known I choked up, and I probably would've gotten a raise for telling a story that no one else had witnessed.
The clubhouse, where players are at their most vulnerable just after having either failed or succeeded in a game, is where the after-story is really found. If I show empathy with other human beings - in this case Torre's coaches - in that situation, that's not unprofessional, that's honest.
It has nothing to do with my being a woman. I know plenty of men who feel the same things, and I won't bore you with the plethora of male announcers who have let their emotions show on the air at a sporting event.
Perhaps people felt uncomfortable because the way I covered this story was so different from how sports is discussed on the air and in the newspapers now - the in-your-face, nasty, "trade-this-guy-now" kind of discussion, as if these were not people but some part of a paper-driven fantasy league, everyone a disposable part. We are consumed with smart-aleck remarks that define a human being by one tiny, failed moment of his life, no matter how trivial in a career played at the highest level.
I've had more than one screaming match with a player in my 21 years, and some of them made it to the airwaves. It's part of the emotional package that comes with sports.
But while the anger and sarcasm that I can and do display is all right with people ("Boy is she ever tough!"), the occasional tear is scary and is ridiculed. Why? Could it be that the tear exposes the flip side of anger - the sadness that many fans must also feel in the moment but are afraid for some reason to express?
As for what's "professional," that changes all the time. Twenty years ago, a media critic told me that I'd never be taken seriously in this business because I referred to a certain player by his first name. So when was the last time you heard anyone refer to Bernie Williams as anything but "Bernie"?
And a note to all those clever people on radio and television who, referring to my clubhouse report, uttered the famous line "There's no crying in baseball" and asked, "Didn't she ever see 'A League of Their Own?'" (Snicker, giggle, snicker):
Not only did I see the movie, but if you go to the Baseball Hall of Fame in Cooperstown and walk into the Women in Baseball Room, you will be greeted by a very large wall montage with five pictures, one of them of me interviewing Torre, which is right next to a picture of the real Dottie Hinson, star catcher of the All-American Girls Professional Baseball League.
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Post by MSBNYY on Oct 22, 2007 9:06:40 GMT -5
I read maybe half of that before I stopped. She needs to stop crying, get her ass back in the kitchen, and bake John Sterling a pie.
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Post by Chris on Oct 22, 2007 10:17:59 GMT -5
This is a smart chess move by Waldman. She is going to garner sympathy from women and the whole PC crowd and will have some amount of success in disguising the backlash against her sheer incompetence as nothing more than misogynism.
Good play, Suzyn, but your are still atrocious.
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Post by Chris on Oct 22, 2007 11:27:54 GMT -5
Someone replied on the Newsday site:
Suzyn was choked up, as she knew that the next Yankees manager will not be a soft touch like Torre. She will not be able to fellate a good anecdote out of him.
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Post by $heriff Tom on Oct 22, 2007 11:34:17 GMT -5
Also keep in mind her biggest backer is George. With George losing control, the new firebrands in town, although they are "in the family" may seek to purge the skirt.
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Post by Jackass on Oct 22, 2007 14:52:34 GMT -5
Her picture is in the museum, NOT THE HALL OF FAME.
Her photo is in the second least visited portion of the museum.
As Jeff Goldblum once said, "God damn rich cunt!"
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Post by $heriff Tom on May 7, 2008 18:03:08 GMT -5
Mise as well keep this thread alive with any and all related bon mots related to the booth. Got some chuckles out of this blog, and its review of YES and SNY programming. Here is some cool stuff on Kay... Michael Kay and his large head are not universally loved by fans. He likes to flex his Fordham education by using big words and this turns off much of his blue collar audience. To their credit some of his broadcast partners have done a good job bringing him back down to earth. (Especially Paul O’neill who will make fun of him about his head size, his waist size and his pretentiousness) Almost every partner he has will make a comment like “That’s just my opinion but I didn’t go to Fordham.” It’s these types of light hearted jabs between Kay and the ex Yankees that make me think he doesn’t have as big a chip on his shoulder as some fans think. While the majority of fans like their play by play guys to be some one they think they can go get a beer with: The Vin Scully type who has a good story for every occasion. Michael Kay is more of a game show host. He likes to moderate the chaos of the game and add in a witty line every now and again.
Say what you will but Kay is a knowledgeable Yankees historian who knows how to draw from his partner’s actual baseball experience. At times, unfortunately, he can go too far. A typical Michael Kay play by play goes like this: Kay starts relating a story about Bruce Springsteen to how the Yankees are on such a long road trip and then every once in awhile he will stop his story to tell you what the count is. When the ball is finally hit we get this:
“The 2-2 offering is…Hit on the ground towards third. A Rod fields and fires to Giambi. Giambi scoops it up…HE GOT EMMMMMM…So Paul, tell me what was going through your mind in the late nineties when you would hit a routine ground ball to third.”
There’s a time and place for Paul O’Neill and David Cone’s stories. They should only be told when they relate to a significant play on the field or if the Yankees are winning or losing by a large margin. Interesting read, this. nybaseball.wordpress.com/2008/05/06/ny-baseball-report-card-yes-and-sny/
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Post by MSBNYY on May 8, 2008 7:12:27 GMT -5
It is true that most baseball fans seem to like their local announcers, though I can't stand Sterling, Kay & Waldman.
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Post by Chris on May 8, 2008 11:53:45 GMT -5
I like Michael Kay, and have made no apologies about that on this board for a long time. Sure he's a bit intoxicated with the exuberance of his own verbosity, but I like him. But hey, I loved Phil Rizutto for pretty much the same reasons that I loathe Hawk Harrelson.
I loathe Sterling and Waldman. I liked Charlie Steiner.
Last night John Sterling must have remarked, while Cliff Lee was burying the Yankees, at least 10 times that Lee doesn't throw any harder than Ian Kennedy.....really his choice of words and tone implied that he was trying to push the idea of Ian Kennedy becoming a Cliff Lee type. Fucking PUH-LEEZE! What a douche.
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Post by $heriff Tom on May 8, 2008 12:53:36 GMT -5
Ian Kennedy could not even be Cliff Lee for Halloween. Sterling always oversells. Guys like Andy Phillips and Bubba Crosby, who are no longer in the major leagues, would have been all-stars with other teams with playing time the Yankees could not give them. Yeah, John....whatever dude.
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Post by Chris on May 8, 2008 12:57:43 GMT -5
"Ian Kennedy could not even be Cliff Lee for Halloween. "
This made me laugh, outloud, literally.
The image of that buck-toothed douche growing out some facial hair and knocking on his neighbors doors with an Indians uni on!!! HAHAHA
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Post by $heriff Tom on May 8, 2008 14:10:16 GMT -5
I dont like this, "the Yankees will bet on Betemit" home-run call from Sterling much. Although I do like the home run itself.
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Post by rlm6370 on May 8, 2008 14:25:28 GMT -5
While Sterling is bad, try listening to Dave Van Horne (the PBP of the Marlins) I swear to god he's the worst. His nick name is Dave Van Boring, when the Marlins beat the Yankees in the 2003 WS, he treated the last play so matter of fact , like it was a normal play
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Post by Chris on May 12, 2008 10:54:02 GMT -5
What are Mac and/or Sid up to these days?
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Post by whalerfan on May 14, 2008 13:23:04 GMT -5
Any Yankee broadcast without Paul O'Neill is a snoozefest. He's funny and knows the game, a great combo. And remember all the hype regarding Al Leiter's broadcasting career? He's hardly living up to that in my estimation.
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Post by jwmcc on May 14, 2008 13:40:38 GMT -5
He was also an ass for not sticking up for LaTroy Hawkins over the whole stupid uniform number story. Jw
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Post by Chris on May 14, 2008 13:48:55 GMT -5
I think Al Leiter is very good. He's a helluva lot better than Cone and as good as O'Neill.
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Post by 9 on May 14, 2008 14:28:16 GMT -5
I agree: Leiter does a good job.
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Post by Domi on May 14, 2008 19:41:09 GMT -5
Al Leiter also isn't afraid of a little dead air — if he has nothing relevant to say, he doesn't say anything. Love it.
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Post by 9 on May 14, 2008 20:04:25 GMT -5
That's a great point, Domi.
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Post by Chris on May 15, 2008 14:42:05 GMT -5
That is a great point...and frankly I think it's a testament (don't know if YOU meant it that way Domi) to how good he is.
Listen to a game from the 70s and listen to how much dead air there was....particularly from Rizzuto, White, etc..
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Post by $heriff Tom on May 15, 2008 14:44:02 GMT -5
Well, there was more of a chance for dead air there.....they did not have to do 300 live commercial sponsorship reads in between every pitch.
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Post by Chris on May 15, 2008 14:45:43 GMT -5
The best thing is that Leiter doesn't feel as though it has to be a love fest in the booth. He frequently challenges Kay's takes on the game, and just the other night he was challenging, almost in a sarcastic way, Singleton by catching him in a contradiction regarding check swings.
Leiter is good. I wouldn't mind him in the booth every game.
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Post by Chris on May 20, 2008 21:26:06 GMT -5
A couple of points on Michael Kay. I think he WAY TOO OFTEN gives outfielders (on either side) credit for "taking away a base hit" when they are simply tracking a fly ball and catching it, as any major league outfielder should do.
Also, I think, deep down, LIKE ME, he dislikes Mussina to the point that he actually enjoys some amount of glee out of Mussina's failure...although I'm sure Kay and I would much rather have the Yankee win, but nonetheless...
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Post by $heriff Tom on May 20, 2008 21:35:54 GMT -5
Eh, hatred between Kay and Mussina is old news. Kay hates the guy, but its personal. When Mussina first came to town, he blew Kay off. And it went from there. As much of a churlish dick Mussina can be, the blogosphere says this all started cause Kay became unprofessional and used his initial problems with Mussina as reason to take snipes at Mussina on air. As much as Kay hates Mussina, apparently Mussina hates Kay more.
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