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Letter
to the
Jim Rome Show - 2/10/2002 Link
to update
Hey Rome,
First of all, since you are forever going on about how stars should be held
accountable and constantly acting appalled when one of them gets caught doing
something that most of your listeners probably do on almost a daily basis, you might want to
think about changing that intro music you use for your show now that Mr. Ant is up
on some kind of weapons charges. The drum lead in to "Don't
drink don't smoke, what do you do?" was a poor choice before
Ant's arrest and is even less palatable now.
And
secondly, if the Olympic Winter Games are truly as
uninteresting to most people as you say they are, why not let them die the slow death of
neglect? With you ranting every morning about how much you don't like them and counting
days until they're over, it only makes you appear petrified that you are
being left out of something. Maybe you're afraid people are being
entertained out there by sports that you know nothing about, can't comprehend, and will never
enjoy due to your unfortunate, sheltered, So Cal upbringing. If the games truly are that
boring, why do you feel the need to keep pointing out how boring you
think they are? Why even bother to comment at all?
Thirdly, how can you not realize that you are throwing away much of your
diminishing credibility by pimping the NBA all the time? (Yeah we
saw that thrilling All Star game too! Now that was some great
basketball) By ignoring other forms of competition and constantly
trashing any alternative sports that you haven't taken the time
to understand, you appear more and more like a very nervous Nellie
hoping to preserve the status quo of the big four so you won't have
to learn any new skills or find any additional contacts. Maybe there
are still some people who care about the NBA out in LA LA Land where
you live but the news from out
here in the trenches is that, if you are a real fan of the game of
basketball, the NBA is a dying animal and all but
ridiculous to watch anymore.
Just a bunch of overpaid, me me me meglomaniac media prostitutes
complete with fur, jewelry, and entourages, with rapidly diminishing
basic basketball skills. Oh, and there you are marching out front as their head pimp.
And by
the way, down here in southern Arizona, we've finally hit the big
time. This translates into two sports talk shows to choose from. So
when you are yammering on and on about how you don't understand the
winter Olympics, would never let your kid play soccer, don't like
tennis, auto racing, cycling, volleyball, rugby, or lacrosse and are interviewing some
monosyllabic dunk artist, we can
now just hit another button.
Kornheiser and Patrick aren't perfect, but at least their minds are
a lot more open than yours is. Given a choice, we sure find ourselves listening to them a lot
more than we do your show since you seem to pick about three topics and
pound away at them all day. The others offer variety and cover all
sports. Don't worry
though, we still catch you when we're driving around town. During commercials on
the other station that is. And your show was once the radio station of choice in most of
our district offices back when we could get you over the Internet but since you
decided to charge everybody for that privilege we now listen to ESPN
at our workplaces too.
Now it is you that will be dying the slow
death of neglect. Nice knowing you. Uh, not really.
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