Peter King Will Play Your Voice Mails For Others
A reader emailed in the other day to point out that, while Peter King is BFF’s with Brett Favre: Land Baron, he’s never actually been able to parlay that friendship into anything resembling actual informative reporting. It was Jay Glazer who broke the story of Brittfar being traded to the Jets. It was Ed Werder who broke the story that Favre was, ahem, “retiring”.
Meanwhile, Peter King will grab his cordless phone, hide under his bedsheet with a flashlight on, talk to Favre to five hours at a clip, and then produce nonreports like, “I think Brett Favre means it this time. Just something about the timbre in his voice when he talks about it. I THINK HE’D JUST RATHER STAY AT HOME AND WATCH CASABLANCA.” Jesus. Anyway, this week produced an inordinate amount of Favre worship from King in his weekly enema flushing. So let’s get right to it.
We’ve got a lot going on for what’s supposed to be a dead time — Michael Vick’s on the block while in the cell block, Julius Peppers is trying to politely talk himself out of Carolina, Alex Rodriguez is lying about Selena Roberts (which enrages me), we’re on the verge of another thrilling NFL Scouting Combine (how many of you brain surgeon college players are not working out this year?), a 10-year-old dog won Best in Show at Westminster … and oh yes, Brett Favre retired. Again.
You probably figured I’d lead with Favre.
Indeed I did.
This is the ground I wanted to cover when we spoke for 40 minutes the other night:
That’s right, Werder. King talked to Favre for FORTY minutes last night. It even says so right on his stopwatch, which he uses to time and log all his Favre calls. Peter talks to Favre about IMPORTANT things, like the quality of the croutons at the Olive Garden. That’s what a journalist-subject relationship is all about.
Is it real this time?
No.
Why wasn’t it real last time?
Because Favre is a phony and an attention whore.
What the hell happened to his game in December? How does he know he won’t act on the itch come August when camps are in full swing — and we know the itch will come — to return to play?
“I’m sitting here watching American Idol, ” Favre said over the phone a few hours after he made everything official.
ZOMG! He watches Idol! He’s real people, just like you and me! Allow me to channel Kornheiser for this: “Hey Brett, can you believe that Casey Carlson made the Top 36?! I mean, DOES THAT NOT STUN YOU? Would you ever have guessed, IN A MILLION YEARS, that Casey Carlson would make it to Hollywood? If you are a Casey Carlson fan, ARE YOU NOT ABSOLUTELY ECSTATIC THAT THIS HAS HAPPENED?”
“Tonight at dinner, [daughter] Breleigh said, ‘So, no more football, huh?’ I said, ‘Yeah, no more football. It’s over.’ She said OK, then she went to chase Charlie around the house.” That’s the family dog.
PUNTER SAYS: Great explanation at the end for those that might have thought Brett Favre’s daughter was fighting the Viet Cong.
Life goes on.
Oh, how I wish it did.
As I wrote the other day, I’m fairly close to Favre…
“We share gum!” Jesus Christ. Hey Peter, do you see that perhaps you’ve grown a bit TOO CLOSE to Favre to cover him appropriately? Is there any value to your fucking audience in the fact that you and Brett like to dine out at the Capital Grille together? DO YOU EVEN REMOTELY UNDERSTAND THE FUCKING IDEA OF OBJECTIVITY?
…yet I’ve made so many mistakes trying to predict what he’ll do that you shouldn’t take anything I say here as gospel.
THEN WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU WRITING IT?
“I have no idea,” he said. “I do know this: I’ve gotten bored with everything in my life at some time.”
Indeed, I’ve seen Favre get bored of many things: accurate passing, not being in the news cycle, sending his children to get his oxy prescription, etc.
“I love to hunt, but I get tired of that.”
YOU CAN’T MEAN THAT! DON’T RUIN THE MENTAL PORTRAIT PETER HAS OF YOU DISAPPEARING INTO THE DEER STAND!
”I love to work on my property, but I get tired of that.”
NO! NO! NO! Peter King isn’t listening! He knows you’re lying about your passionate love affair with the soil! Don’t let him down, Land Baron!
”We’ll see.”
In other words, NOTHING Brett Favre says has any fucking weight of any kind. He is the least reliable source in the history of journalism. Hey journalists, STOP SOURCING HIM. A quote from Brittfar is about as useful as a Pete Hammond movie blurb.
Favre knows Aikman is right about missing the game. His life has been a neat grid over the past 17 years — six months of being Favre the football player, then when being Brett Favre has gotten oppressive, six months of being Favre the nobody farmer/hunter/fisherman.
I just… I feel like my brain is trying to choke itself to death. “Oh, no! The weight of Brett Favre is taking its toll on me! I MUST GO PLANT DAFFODIL BULBS.” You get the feeling Peter envisions Brett during the offseason as Clark Kent in “Superman II”. You see, it’s not Brett Favre walking into that menacing biker bar. It’s just Brett the farmer/hunter/fisherman/gatherer/loom operator. He doesn’t have his powers! TURN BACK INTO FAVRE THE FOOTBALL PLAYER, BRETT! AMERICA NEEDS A HERO AGAIN!
Good life. Great life.
Lofty words. True words.
He told me he’ll be looking for something to do — maybe in TV, though probably not in play-by-play.
TV? But he said he wanted to be a nobody!
People, reading this shit is like watching a videotape of a hostage with Stockholm Syndrome. And we haven’t even gotten to the worst part. Peter King has grand media plans for Brett.
The best thing he could do, I think, is interview players informally.
“Let’s talk over pie!”
Not in a sitdown setting, necessarily, but ambling around the house or the field with wireless mikes, just talking.
IN A MEADOW! YES, THAT’S IT! “FROM THE MEADOW WITH BRETT!” THEY COULD PLAY TOUCH FOOTBALL IN JEANS AND EVERYTHING! Holy shit, this is the worst idea I’ve ever heard. It’s like some sort of bizarre male Summer’s Eve ad. Why stop there, Peter? Why not have Brett do all his interviews with Ray Lewis on horseback? That would really adD to the authenticity of the proceedings.
I owe Larry the Cable Guy an apology. He’s not the fakest blue-collar personality out there.
Forget the scripted questions;
Yes! Interviews are always better when there’s no preparation!
…he needs to simply talk and swap stories. Having been in those settings with Favre, I can tell you it’s the perfect setting for him to get his subject to talk.
It’s also the perfect setting to have Brett make love to you under the maple tree. God, the man free-range fucks like no other.
Say, Jet fans. Did you know Favre to the Jets was totally Peter King’s idea? IT WAS!
I said to Favre he should at least talk to (Mike) Tannenbaum; why wonder sometime down the road if it might have been a smart way to spend one final year or two in the NFL? A few nights later, Tannenbaum and Favre finally spoke and Tannenbaum began the sales job on Favre.
And the rest is history. Mediocre, forgettable history. Peter King needs no thanks, Jet fans. All he wants in return is the chance to see “Gran Torino” close to his house. For real though, should Peter King really be acting as quasi-agent for players? Doesn’t that strike you as, oh I don’t know, IN VIOLATION OF ANY STANDARD OF JOURNALISM EVER ESTABLISHED IN HISTORY?
Say Peter, what about Favre’s retirement – which even he won’t commit to, and which you say even your predictions could easily be wrong about – what about it is DIFFERENT this time?
This year, he respects the team he’s retiring from.
Unlike that other team that gainfully employed him for nearly two decades, paid him ungodly sums of money, with a fanbase that treated him as a demigod. That team can go suck a dick.
“Part of me coming back last year, I have to admit now, was sticking it to Ted,” he said in a rather startling admission.
No, that’s not startling. It’s petty, childish, and idiotic.
I’ve saved the four-minute voice-message from him on my cell phone the day he quit…
Well, why would you save his messages?
and when I’ve played it for people…
HOLY LIVING GOD. Who the fuck does this? I can just see it at a cocktail party…
Peter: Guys! Guys! You have to listen to this voicemail Brett left! I think he’s interested! He talked for FOUR minutes on my stopwatch! No guy does that if he isn’t interested!
Don Banks: Whatever. You still owe me a free meal, dickhead.
…I’ve asked, “Does that sound like a guy who was retiring with a lot of doubt in his mind?” And everyone says no.
Oh well, that cinches it!
There’s no cute final quote to this story. It’s a story of uncertainty. Favre doesn’t know the end to the story. All he knows is he’s 39, and he’s like an awful lot of unemployed people in America right now, other than he’s got a bazillion in the bank and they don’t.
In other words, he is NOTHING like an awful lot of unemployed people in America right now. You see how having MILLIONS UPON MILLION OF FUCKING DOLLARS negates any similarities you may try and draw, you fucking drooling sycophant?
Good Guy of the Week
Tony Dungy, former Indianapolis coach, current citizen of Florida.
That’s right. CITIZEN. He defected from Indiana not but a month ago.
The press exists, in part, to investigate.
Indeed they do. They have to investigate crucial matters such as:
-Do I like Coldplay? I think I do!
-Why didn’t Mike Whelan invite me to his wedding?
-Did you people know there’s traffic on 95 between New York and New Haven?!
Sometimes reporters have to go where they’re not wanted.
Like the urinal at Jerome Bettis’ restaurant! AM I RIGHT?!
The A-Rod story is infinitesimally as important as Watergate, for example, but in both cases, reporters went down dark roads and asked questions the establishment didn’t want answered and eventually they were answered, and public opinion was changed because of it.
Really? Because I’m quite sure the general public’s current “A-Rod is a douche” stance is quite similar to the general public’s “A-Rod is a douche” stance from a few months ago.
But I shouldn’t quibble with Peter King’s defense of Selena Roberts. After all, Selena Roberts is a reporter who breaks ACTUAL STORIES and treat her subjects in a distant and objective manner. That’s so rare for someone working at Sports Illustrated now, isn’t it?
I think I wouldn’t touch Pacman Jones. But I might be interested in Michael Vick.
Yes yes! Gimme the guy who actually went to prison! He’s way more trustworthy!
You go, Stump. Ten years old and Best in Show. I love it. The one thing about that dog show every year is there’s about 142 breeds I’ve never heard of, and they’re the cutest dogs, and sometimes, the outcome is so incredibly strange that you think the judge must decide the winner by playing pin-the-tail-on-the-Sussex-Spaniel.
And we have reached the nadir. I always thought it was inappropriate for Peter King to use his column as a relay of relaying personal messages to friends and family. Alas, he is now using his column TO TALK TO FUCKING DOGS. This man is Fred Willard. You know why I think Stump won? Chemistry. I don’t know what chemistry is, or how it even works, and nothing I say should be taken as gospel, but I’m certain that’s why he won. STUMP IS 30 POUNDS OF CONCRETE CYANIDE.
Tags: Big Daddy Drew, FJM style, fun with peter king, hunters, to think there are places where these dogs are eaten
February 17th, 2009 at 1:08 pm
Uggs are still everywhere
February 17th, 2009 at 1:13 pm
So, who’s Pete King’s next QB crush when Favruh finally does hang it up? Cause he can’t just go without. How perfect would it be if it was Mike Vick? I’d love to hear Mike Vick’s thoughts on the dog show, on hunting, on chasing the family dogs around the house. I think King and Vick would hit it off great. WOULD YOU NOT be absolutely ENTHRALLED to see PETE and MIKE engage in forty minute conversations? WITHOUT SCRIPTS!
February 17th, 2009 at 1:20 pm
@jmag: I think King’s stuck on Favre. Let’s assume that Favre actually does retire and doesn’t play in 2009. Each week, King can update us on what Brett’s doing, how much he really misses playing, and whether he’s thinking about a comeback in 2010. Favre’s not leaving this game quietly, and his retirement isn’t going to keep him out of at least one media member’s spotlight.
February 17th, 2009 at 1:25 pm
is there anyway to photoshop semen onto peter kings face……
February 17th, 2009 at 1:25 pm
“All he knows is he’s 39, and he’s like an awful lot of unemployed people in America right now, other than he’s got a bazillion in the bank and they don’t. ”
holy. shit. I’m speechless.
February 17th, 2009 at 1:29 pm
I’ve saved the four-minute voice-message from him on my cell phone the day he quit…
Well, why would you save his messages?
Why would you LEAVE a four minute message? I could tell the story of my life and still have 3 minutes and 37 seconds.
February 17th, 2009 at 1:32 pm
I think I wouldn’t touch Pacman Jones. But I might be interested in Michael Vick.
And just like that, PK has found his next victim.
February 17th, 2009 at 1:32 pm
“Why would you LEAVE a four minute message?”
That’s a good point.
February 17th, 2009 at 1:39 pm
“All he knows is he’s 39, and he’s like an awful lot of unemployed people in America right now, other than he’s got a bazillion in the bank and they don’t. ”
Thus making him completely UNlike all those unemployed people in America.
Good journalism, Petey baby, good journalism.
February 17th, 2009 at 1:41 pm
“Why would you LEAVE a four minute message?”
Because the first 3 minutes and 32 seconds are nothing but “uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…s’Brett. Ah’m retirin’”
February 17th, 2009 at 1:45 pm
Hate…. so… much. What kind of terrible person could be a fan of this useless turd of a man?
He does have fans, right? He wouldn’t still have that column if he didn’t.
Or is he just the sports writing equivalent of Milton Waddams?
Does he know how awful he is? Maybe just a little? I just don’t see how he could have no idea.
February 17th, 2009 at 1:45 pm
what on earth does this mean, “infinitesimally as important as Watergate” ??? small as compared to watergate? why do i continue to be so shocked by his seeming inability to write a sentence coherently?
February 17th, 2009 at 1:53 pm
Now that looks like a fast dog. Is that faster than a greyhound?
February 17th, 2009 at 1:55 pm
Would you ever have guessed, IN A MILLION YEARS, that Casey Carlson would make it to Hollywood?
Tony?
February 17th, 2009 at 1:55 pm
I think I wouldn’t touch Pacman Jones. But I might be interested in Michael Vick.
After spending so much time in prison, I’m sure Mike Vick appreciates/likes a man’s touch. Pacman may shoot you.
February 17th, 2009 at 1:58 pm
Clearly he’s got compromising photos with the SI editor so no one’s actually reviewing these “columns” to make sure there is an actual report here. Just call PK the gay male version of Abigail Van Buren.
February 17th, 2009 at 2:00 pm
My motherfucking God. As a Pack fan, I am actually GRATEFUL for this shit.
Yeah, Brett. Ted was an ASS. I mean, what GM wouldn’t want to hold on to a petty, vindictive little INT-machine like you? You really fucking showed us! Man!
Only thing it showed is how goddamn lucky we got away from that shit. Hey Drew? Team need a QB? I think Childy’s hand is trembin’ over the phone!
February 17th, 2009 at 2:16 pm
Can’t we cut Peter some slack? My god, apparently this week the poor man had to endure the horror of listening to a customer in front of him at Starbucks order a “Chai latte apple infusion, with a shot of chocolate.” CHOCOLATE! Isn’t that, like, extortion or something? Peter’s pretty sure that’s what they call extortion.
And when Peter tried to explain that he guy could just swirl a KitKat in a regular latte to get the same effect, he was escorted out by Starbucks security. The nerve!
February 17th, 2009 at 2:20 pm
Stump defines clutch
February 17th, 2009 at 2:21 pm
When Breleigh “went to chase Charlie around the house”, I was truly hoping that Charlie would turn to be the family gimp…
February 17th, 2009 at 2:22 pm
Well, at least PK is finally taking a skeptical view of Favre’s “retirements”.
You have to consider the source on these things. To do otherwise would kind of be like taking Tony Dungy’s advice on how to raise a teenage boy.
What’s that? This column has a page 2?
Oh.
February 17th, 2009 at 2:31 pm
“Why not have Brett do all his interviews with Ray Lewis on horseback? That would really adD to the authenticity of the proceedings.”
Only if they’re both shirtless and riding the same horse.
February 17th, 2009 at 2:44 pm
“This year, he respects the team he’s retiring from.”
“All he knows is he’s 39, and he’s like an awful lot of unemployed people in America right now, other than he’s got a bazillion in the bank and they don’t.”
Wow, does anyone even bother editing this drivel? I picture PK drooling uncontrollably, with a shit-eating grin and vacant eyes gazing at a shirtless, wrangler jean-clad Favre when he writes about The Land Baron. A Favruh induced trance, if you will.
February 17th, 2009 at 2:46 pm
Peter King left out the most important part:
has he seen “Slumdog Millionaire” yet? What did he think? Would he like to go to Mumbai some day? What’s Indian coffee taste like? And how many Rupee would he have to pay to get that blind Indian boy to sing him a song while one of those older, dirtier Indian boys massaged his testicles?
February 17th, 2009 at 3:04 pm
CR, infinitesimally was the PKWOTW, get your head out of your ass.
February 17th, 2009 at 3:08 pm
Just gotta say I laugh out loud in my office every week when I read your PK report. Lofty words. True words. Thanks for making my day.
February 17th, 2009 at 3:23 pm
Concrete. Fucking. Cyanide.
February 17th, 2009 at 3:29 pm
I love to hunt, but I get tired of that.”
YOU CAN’T MEAN THAT! DON’T RUIN THE MENTAL PORTRAIT PETER HAS OF YOU DISAPPEARING INTO THE DEER STAND!
”I love to work on my property, but I get tired of that.”
NO! NO! NO! Peter King isn’t listening! He knows you’re lying about your passionate love affair with the soil! Don’t let him down, Land Baron!
”We’ll see.”
I know what you can do asshole, since I will be doing it in one month. Get off your rich ass and come help rebuild communities still effed up by Katrina and ravaged more by 2008 hurricanes. I am getting on a damn plane and flying to Mississippi to do this…could you get in a car a drive an hour and do the same? No? Then shut up. Asshole.
February 17th, 2009 at 3:42 pm
Peter King Articles have officially become “Manos Hands of Fate”. I couldn’t get through the whole article on its own so I waited till I could read parts of it with someone making fun of it.
February 17th, 2009 at 3:51 pm
The question begs, how did PK let a Favrarro call go to voicemail? I mean seriously, wouldn’t PK’s <a href=”http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gc0a55pwZtE”ringtone for Favre send him into such a tizzy that he had to answer it?
February 17th, 2009 at 3:51 pm
and once again, i have failed at HTML…i quit.
February 17th, 2009 at 3:51 pm
@Jen: I’ve always thought of PK as having a very Torgo-esque quality. Those oversized knees really come in handy when it’s Land Baron fellatin’ time.
And that scene where the dad is strapped down helpless, unconscious, speechless and immobile? That part shall be played by Paul Zimmerman.
February 17th, 2009 at 3:54 pm
I mean come on. I knew this girl in college who was absolutely out of her mind and on lithium, the whole thing. She used to have conversations with the freaking dial tone, and even she would tire out after two or three minutes. A four minute message? Favre, get over yourself.
February 17th, 2009 at 3:55 pm
I think I wouldn’t touch Pacman Jones. But I might be interested in Michael Vick.
No, Peter. The appropriate way to say that is, “I DONT THINK I WOULD touch”. For shame, sir, you get paid to wirte, the least you could do is master the English language. By the way, has anyone else drawn the corollary that Peter King is the basis of Peter Griffin’s character? Probably, I’m always late. Although one would think PK would have figured this out in his in depth analysis of Family guy reruns.
February 17th, 2009 at 4:06 pm
Jen P! Nice to see you around again, ma’am. WORK THE LAND, YOU STUPID FUCKING QB!
February 17th, 2009 at 4:31 pm
Does anyone else fear that it’ll be at least two more seasons before the Land Baron is officially retired by no longer appearing in PK’s articles?
a) What kind of fucking inane ramblings must go on in a 4 minute message?
vii) Who is the moron who would listen to an entire 4 minute message without hitting ’skip’?
2.17.09) What kind of gun did PK use to force people to listen to the entire 4 minute Favre message?
K) Dr. Z could write a better article, TODAY!
February 17th, 2009 at 4:43 pm
I’m guessing that the 4-minute voicemail is about three and a half minutes of beeping as Favre mistakenly tries to text-message, and about 30 seconds of actual gibberish, mostly bitching at his phone. Decoded, the beeping is Favre trying to text his name and birthdate to some astrology service to find out which team to fuck up the ass next season.
Also, +1 for anyone making a Manos reference.
February 17th, 2009 at 5:00 pm
Many, many words have been written about the death of journalism. I’ve just figured out that Peter King* murdered it. Not that he ever actually achieved “journalism,” but his steaming loads are what people read (well, stupid people) and then say, “Man, that Peter King is an awesome journalist!” Smart people read it and say, “Goddam, if this is what passes for sports journalism, guess I’m not missing much by hardly ever reading it.” J’accuse, Peter King…
* And David Brooks
RE: “All he knows is he’s 39, and he’s like an awful lot of unemployed people in America right now, other than he’s got a bazillion in the bank and they don’t.”
Jesus tittyfucking Christ, this may be the single stupidest thing I’ve ever seen a professional “journalist” commit to text. Yes, Brett Favre is exactly like the people who no longer work at Starbucks, Home Depot, Caterpillar, Sprint, Texas Instruments, Microsoft, Citigroup, GE, and the as yet unannounced numbers of shitcanned who work for various state agencies, especially in California. Maybe all those people should consider working the land. They probably will be, soon.
February 17th, 2009 at 6:10 pm
“Tonight at dinner, [daughter] Breleigh said, ‘So, no more football, huh?’ I said, ‘Yeah, no more football. It’s over.’ She said OK, then she went to chase Charlie around the house.” That’s the family dog.
PUNTER SAYS: Great explanation at the end for those that might have thought Brett Favre’s daughter was fighting the Viet Cong.
Shouldn’t we drop 1000 pounds of napalm on the Favre residence, just to be safe?
February 17th, 2009 at 6:16 pm
I’ve laughed a lot at KSK posts. But this was the first one where I legitimately started to lose air from laughing so hard:
“Great explanation at the end for those that might have thought Brett Favre’s daughter was fighting the Viet Cong.”
February 17th, 2009 at 6:43 pm
“I have no idea,” he said. “I do know this: I’ve gotten bored with everything in my life at some time.”
His wife must have loved reading that.
February 17th, 2009 at 6:52 pm
Peter King Articles have officially become “Manos Hands of Fate”. I couldn’t get through the whole article on its own so I waited till I could read parts of it with someone making fun of it.
Good comparison. Just like Torgo, Peter King also has disturbingly large thighs.
February 17th, 2009 at 7:06 pm
A FRIENDS-reference? Didn’t Kaufmann and Crane invent that word? Why do I know this (or think I do)?
February 17th, 2009 at 7:46 pm
As sad as it is to admit, these Peter King-KSK posts are easily the highlight of my week.
February 17th, 2009 at 7:53 pm
Selena Roberts “broke” the Duke case. And she still reports. Nice.
February 17th, 2009 at 10:22 pm
Okay, okay…if you can’t somehow (thru the magic of digital video) put Jeff Reed in the jaws of the world’s biggest alligator THEN AT LEAST HAVE PK CRUSHED INTO A GREASY SPOT ON THE AFRICAN SAVANNAH BY A THOUSAND THUNDERING HERDS OF WATER BUFFALO AND RAMPAGING ELEPHANTS.
And make sure Brittfar is with him.
Bring on the KILL KILL KILL taglines.
Thanks. That’s all I want for Christmas.
February 17th, 2009 at 11:53 pm
It’s sad to think that. in some countries, those dogs are eaten.
Lofty words. True words.
February 17th, 2009 at 11:56 pm
@Obamajangles
Thank GOD she did break that Duke Rape Case. Now we know how biased SI is.
February 18th, 2009 at 4:22 am
I am actually somewhat disappointed more hasn’t been made of the Tony Dungy book helping people to connect with teenagers. Punter, come on, even if Drew won’t go there, can you not?????
February 18th, 2009 at 9:47 am
great stuff, this is my favorite segment on KSK. Drew, you need to start addressing PK’s Tuesday morning addition ASAP…..oh, the inanity!!!
February 18th, 2009 at 10:57 am
KSK and Slash –
THANK YOU – THANK YOU – THANK YOU.
The comment about Brett Favre being just like every other unemployed person (well except for all the money) made me viscerally pissed!
Let’s see, picture the Land Baron sitting around his kitchen table with the wife, already living pay check to pay check, slugging shots of Jack in a raging depression because he just lost his job and can’t figure out how to pay the mortgage or sign his kid up for spring little league. Favre is exactly like that – ONLY COMPLETELY FUCKING DIFFERENT!
For a guy who professes to care so much about the less fortunate, PK sure misses the fucking boat on this one. Possibly the most arrogant, elitist, condescending thing I have ever read – how do you not realize that the “bazillions in the bank” provide a security that the “other” unemployed will never know. What a complete fucking tool.
I want to go hang myself now if this is the state of sprots journalism.
February 18th, 2009 at 11:29 am
Selena Roberts “broke” the Duke case. And she still reports. Nice.>>
All we know is that those Lacrosse players didn’t rape THAT woman THAT evening. How often does someone say “Lacrosse player X sexually assaulted Y” and turn out to be wrong? 1 in 100? I’ll take those odds.
Someone please explain the Favre slurpfest in the mainstream sports media. King, Patrick, even my beloved Kornheiser need to cradle his balls constantly? Why? He is a decent quarterback who broke career records mostly due to longevity and never having a running back. Also, he is known for having both a record string of consecutive starts AND an addiction to painkillers, and these two dots are never connected? I could also start every game if I down 10 oxycontins and throw pick to avoid sacks.
/at least most Favre fans will die of heart disease within 10 years
February 18th, 2009 at 1:10 pm
Painful.. Just painful. How the hell is this guy gainfully employed as a sports journalist? I could write a better NFL commentary than him. He is ultra-biased and managed to ramble on about absolutely nothing paragrah after paragraph.