I met Gene Hart at the Tin Angel not long before he died. It was just after he made the Hockey Hall of Fame, and his (rather hot) daughter Lauren was the opening act for my friends' band. As he was about to leave I congratulated him on his recent achievement, and he walked over to where my friends and I were seated.
Gene was... well, let's just say about one-and-a-half sheets to the wind, but jovial and chatty. I remember his party having to pull him away from our table, or I'm positive he would have stayed and BS'd with us all night. Good guy, great Philadelphian.
There is nothing that opens up a viewers mind more than a runner up listing. Top ten spots don't do it. Top 30, maybe. But a runner up spot. It changes the mindset of a viewer. Since he knows your a runner up, now all of a sudden he wants to know more information from a runner up announcer. And that could make for a more viewings.
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Eating a salami and cheese sandwich in hell.
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GET FUCKED, SWAMI.
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Sorry, you receive a grade of incomplete.
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Bob Costas, SIX?!?
Bull. Fucking. Shit.
Philly may not have some of the historically great teams, but our announcers are among the best in the business.
Honorable Mention: Merrill Reese.
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I met Gene Hart at the Tin Angel not long before he died. It was just after he made the Hockey Hall of Fame, and his (rather hot) daughter Lauren was the opening act for my friends' band. As he was about to leave I congratulated him on his recent achievement, and he walked over to where my friends and I were seated.
Gene was... well, let's just say about one-and-a-half sheets to the wind, but jovial and chatty. I remember his party having to pull him away from our table, or I'm positive he would have stayed and BS'd with us all night. Good guy, great Philadelphian.
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Michael Cole thinks that was VINTAGE SIR HOTBOD HANDSOMEFACE!
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