Best was beating himself up yesterday for stammering during his appearance on live national television, but he's certainly not alone.
Best tells us he felt a little better watching the tape of his segment on ESPN2's "First Take," a complicated discussion of the NFL Network's problems getting its product onto cable systems across the country.
But if it makes him feel any better, we've had our share of stammers while appearing on the program. On one particular segment when the show was called "Cold Pizza" and was produced in Manhattan, we had an item on the future of Bills receiver Peerless Price.
It didn't come out quite as smoothly as hoped, however, when Jay Crawford asked about it:
"P-P-P-P-P- ... Peerless Price ..." was how it came out.
Welcome aboard, Neil ... and tell Mrs. Watchdog hello. Actually, we owe a huge debt of gratitude to Mrs. W. for the TV stuff.
Comments (7)
heard a clip of neil on abc radio this morning,he was clear and consicse,made a lot of sense.
JeffP:
Glad to hear it. Of course, Best didn't have to worry about a rumpled collar because he probably did the interview in his pj's in the basement and then dove in for a couple more blog posts.
:)
Where's my "Cold Pizza" hat, then?
Wow, Paula, I mean, thanks and everything, but those things are collector's items. I've got to put two kids through college, you know.
I'll see what I can do.
:)
(btw, I was content to continue referring to you as "Mrs. Watchdog," but you apparently don't mind lifting the veil of secrecy and keeping your adoring public guessing about your identity.)
Well, my husband outed me....I yelled into him "Where's my hat?" and he recorded it directly to you, and the world.
I generally use Mrs B in the sports blogosphere.
I am keeping fairly current on your blogging. Keep up the good job.
Thanks for the kind words, Mrs. B.
I can only hope to be a reasonable facsimile of the Watchdog. He does have the advantage of spending massive quantities of time in the basement with the computer, television and radio close by, whereas I still venture out into the real world on most days.
Sigh.
....for which your wife is eternally grateful, I'm sure!