I grabbed this off Fish's dallas-basketball.com discussion boards. It looks like his farewell address:
Well,
I’m nursing my 18th beer, starting at the Tap-In in Grapevine at 1:30
p.m. Monday, and ending. … um, I dunno.
The good news is that DallasBasketball.com and Dallas Mavericks Weekly are thriving – thanks in large part to the contributions of y’all (that’s Texas Talk).
The bad news is that change is sometimes uncomfortable, and these are uncomfortable times over at the radio station.
So shrouded in some mystery – as you may have noticed Monday, when nobody really addressed much of anything – the station is going in “a different direction’’ and that direction does not include my work from 2-6.
Of course, this doesn’t necessarily mean an end to anything. My people … alright, honestly, I don’t have “people’’; so I might as well just say me and The Lovely Stephi … are “exploring options.’’
Because how else can Ray From Allen have his way with me? Where else can Buck and Stymie preach the Stars gospel? How can Geno sip his Hamm’s in peace? And Jay and Mike and Joseph and Chris and Cnote and Freeman and G-Money and Andre and Dan and Steve and Monte and Sean and Smart Aleck Joey and Bob and King James and Al and Ron Hall and Justin
and Dr. B and David and Dennis Grundy and Pnutz and JD and Paul and LarryLegend and WyattDuck and Rodzilla and A-Train and MavCowboy85 and … even Chef Ed!
(My apologies. The above was a mistake. By naming a few I leave out a skillion. Sorry about that).
Whatever project I’ve associated myself with – in radio, in print, on the net – I’ve always been blessed with the most loyal, most intellectual, most generous customers in the business. You guys make it work.
What to do with “fake-deep’’ and “The Fired Board’’ and “Skiiiiiiiip’’ and “The Fish Hook of The Day’’ and “idiocrity’’ and “Life With Tooz’’ and “Rack yourself’’ and “I almost had a stroke’’ and “Freeman’s Forum’’ and “Duke is Duke’’ and “Steve Superior’’ and “Race Talk’’ and “The 75-Member Staff’’?
What to do with Daryl Johnston, Mike Zimmer, Doug Armstrong, Jerry Jones, Bob Ortegel, Matt Pinto, Mark Followill, Derek Harper, Butch Davis, Dave Wannstedt, Norv Turner, Nick Van Exel, Jason Garrett, Dale Hansen, Brad Sham, Denny Green, Joe Avezzano, Chad Hutchinson, LeRoi
Glover, Joey Galloway, Avery Johnson, Donnie Nelson, Mark Cuban, Don Nelson, Del Harris, Carmen Policy, Terry Bradshaw, Pat Summerall, Brad Davis, Ro Blackman, Mark Aguirre, Darren Woodson, Brandon Noble, Spencer Tillman, Craig James, Leon Simon, Lang Whitaker and Roy Williams and Eric Bjornson and David Moore and Clark Judge and Clarence Hill, Chris Yates, Eddie Gossage, Chuck Morgan, Michael
Cramer, Mike Modano, Troy Aikman, Michael Irvin and Marty Turco and a cast of celebrity thousands who have become regular contributors to our show?
Well, the old station won’t get its hands on my “Big-Shot Rolodex,’’ I’ll say that.
I’ve nothing but good things to say about Tooz and the rest of the 75. I’ve also, by the way, got a lot of good things to say about Uncle Norm, Newy, Coop, Sturm, Gordo, Dunham, G. Williams, Dave Shore, Jamey Newberg, Wendell Barnhouse, Tommy Kramer, Scott Mastellar., Richie Whitt, Kevin Sherrington, Ben, Skin, Tim McDarby, Wally Lynn, Tim
Cowlishaw, Dale, Ric Renner, Tony Martinez, Mike Doocy, Babe, Randy Galloway (seriously) and dozens of other guys in this business who understand that since they get to criticize others, they have to be able to take it, too – and they’ve all taken it from me, in a barroom-debate sort of way that I hope they all know is never personal.
Stay tuned. There is some talk about us simply picking up stakes and moving. ( I promise that wherever that is, I won’t let them shut off the live streaming!) Good things are happening. (Fingers crossed.) Unless they don’t happen fast enough, in which case, if any of you listeners, callers or posters have a job opening (featuring enough
health insurance to cover three football-playing kids) for a slightly acerbic, sometimes-overly-cerebral, fact-based-opinionated increasingly-less-liberal sports-talk-show host who knows his Cowboys, knows his Mavericks, knows his Stars, tries to know his NASCAR and might even someday give baseball a second chance, hook me up at
fish@dallasbasketball.com.
Or else I’ll just tour water coolers and barber shops and tell people old Jimmy-Jerry stories, pontificate on the Mavs’ ability to win a title with this style, detail Mike Modano’s dating life, and convince the world that NASCAR is a sport.
I’m not much for the political game – not that I wouldn’t be a political-game ######, I just don’t know how to play – so while “blame the suits’’ is a nice theme, I am now going to consider fitting into one of the suits! (Not really.)
So Screw Zhi and F.Adams and hang with me.
More than ever, please spread the word about Dallas Mavericks Weekly and DallasBasketball.com. Your continued support is a connection I really savor, and when there is more news to share, we’ll have it here.
In summary, it’s all kind of like what the station did to Frank Sinatra (a sign I should’ve read months ago): You can unplug the stereo that plays him, but Sinatra never dies.
Same with me. I’ll never stop. I’ll never die. Unless I’m, like, 85 or something.
fish