Last night, after a desperate search for a network station broadcasting the Midnight Madness game between the Memphis Tigers and U-Mass, I turned on AM radio to listen to the game. Why? NPR doesn’t air college basketball games and there was no way I was going to put my pants on and walk up to the bar .
Between Memphis’ Fox radio affiliate and ESPN.com, I was able to piece together the first half of the game. I gave up on ESPN after that, choosing to listen to the radio announcers talk really fast over a crowd of 18,000 raucous Tiger fans. As far as broadcasting goes, I think baseball might be better suited to radio.
Sometimes, I wish NPR had a little more leisure in its programming. Sure, there’s Frank Deford on Wednesdays, but I think that in these troubled times, maybe we could all use a bit of lightheartedness. NPR, I think, does the best they can. One of the things I love most about NPR is that when there’s a story about something fun and obscure, the reporters tend to go all out in their coverage.
The hard news is particularly hard right now. Why not send Pesca to cover the NCAA games in Puerto Rico? Why not remind us that though the bad things are particularly bad right now, life goes on?
I wish I could know when the economic uncertainty would end. I’m sick of being worried and nervous and stressed all the time. Aren’t you? Why don’t we decide that we’re done with all of that. Bring on basketball season.
(P.S. the dad-joke post title was totally Matthew.)
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