Why Francesa?

Oh what a spot to have possibly  “backed up the Brink’s trucks,” but alas nothing is sure.

Close to it in my book, is hearing WFAN radio’s Mike Francesa saying he won all four games of which I was not aware,  then going against his three “chalk” picks the following week.

As documented here, he lost all three predictions and continues to gall me, doing little if any homework in explaining, or giving an overview of the playoffs situation as was the case earlier today.

Yet he goes on and I suffer, knowing I would have done all I could to explain the playoff possibilities in sharp contrast to his flubbing it.

It does not seem to matter this man’s competence, but it does cause pain. Why him? Why not me? but clearly why him?

Howard Cosell warned of him, as a tout but believe it or not, Phil Mushnick of the New York Post, now Francesa’s most public critic, once backed him.

Both Beano Cook and I tried to tell Mr.Mushnick, the error of his opinion that Francesa was any good.

Cue Don Mc Lean’s “Vincent,” (Starry Starry Night), coincidentally and tragically about a never recognized in his lifetime, great– artist Vincent van Gogh—-“Phil did not listen (but too late) he sees what Francesa is now.”

I add in a message to me and others expecting some quality in the sports broadcasting landscape—” not meant for those with reasonable standards like you (me). It hurts and (seemingly) always will.

Mr. van Gogh’s “Starry Night” above. Francesa and almost all the other sportscasters make me feel beyond blue. I will not be extreme and cut off my ear, but I must shut them, by not listening to those sportscasters.

Click below to watch and hear Don McLean’s “Vincent” (Starry Starry Night) which is wonderful and on some level “softens” the blow.

Vincent (Starry Starry Night) Don McLean