Finebaum goes fishing.

This may be the most brazenly naked attempt at pot stirring I’ve ever read. Truly embarrassing.

Are his ratings falling, or something?

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8 responses to “Finebaum goes fishing.

  1. The Realist

    What did Scott say that wasn’t true?

    • Dog in Fla

      Don’t know. Outside radio range. But if he ever gets across state lines at I-20 or I-85 venturing deep into the Alabama wasteland, he needs to make sure his car doors are locked. He doesn’t want to turn the Heart of Dixie into his very own Heart of Darkness and become a Hanging Chadd. They’ll do it. They’re experts. They know how to hold a grudge.

  2. Lowcountry Dawg

    Is this a ‘brazenly naked’ attempt at pot stirring, or a ‘nakedly brazen’ attempt at pot stirring?

    If the columnist’s ratings are falling, the Terrence Moore ‘I’m going to say things just to piss you off and get a reaction’ technique will work, to make them fall even further.

  3. Mike In Valdosta

    This is actually high-brow compared to his normal drivel.

    I must admit, however, when traveling through Alabama, anywhere in Alabama, on a weekday please scan your radio for his show. It is very entertaining, hilarious back-and-forth between the fans. Even my wife loves to listen to it.

  4. To me the surest sign that my Alabama brethren have low self-esteem is that they continue to tune in to Finebaum despite the blatant, dare I say “naked,” contempt he has for his listeners. You can tell by the dripping sarcasm in his voice that he’s every bit as convinced of their dumb-hickitude as the most hidebound-elitist Yankee. Which just makes his fainting-couch histrionics toward this Chadd guy that much more of a joke.

  5. Dog in Fla

    Finebaum having tweaked Sabin with reports of Hanging Chad Scott’s demagoguery out of Atlanta Radio 680 The Fan tweets Jimmy Sexton. Jimmy is currently vacationing in the Med on the super-yacht formerly owned by Aristotle Onassis.

    Finebaum lets Jimmy know to expect a communication from Nick soon re same. Finebaum tells Jimmy what’s going on and Jimmy replies, “Nick is not interested in dealing with me now because it’s not his contract renegotiation time. Is everybody back there going crazy? What is going on? And Paul, didn’t I tell you to never bother me on vacation again?”

    Paul says, “But Jimmy it’s really big this time. Nick might want you to get him Huntley Johnson to go after a Hanging Chadd. And I was thinking, weren’t you part of the Bush v. State of Florida team back in 2000?”

    “Paul, if I told you, I’d have to arrange to have your toupee tousled and I don’t want to do that. I’m probably one of the few people around who still like you, think you are a superb satirist stuck inside of the Mobile Press Register like a Thursday Piggly-Wiggly ad, and a throwback great radio announcer in a Jerry Springer-like TV sort of way, except that what Jerry did was interesting and a public service,” said Jimmy, who went on to say,

    “But in the meantime, keep pouring gas on the fire, watch out for blowback, keep writing about it and for Heaven’s sake, make sure you’ve got your clothes on. If any undercover agents show up with warrants at your door you don’t want to be caught naked. If there were ever any of those pics, they’d spread across the net quicker than pics of Senator Ensign’s girl friend.

    If you can ever figure out how I can get a meaningful piece of the action on Nick v. the radio station, let me know. I’ve got some bigger irons in the fire now, like trying to get Swofford’s appointment of me as the BCS Czar finalized before we do battle with every swinging d!ck politician in the Great State of Utah and Obama’s Department of Justice. Hatch and Joe Barton from Texas are trying to filibuster hearings on my appointment in both houses. Bush gutted the DOJ pretty bad but Obama is trying to restock it with his players in a hurry. Ciao, Paul.”

    Paul knows what it’s like to be connected to someone who is connected. It’s a good feeling. Paul tells his guy to call Phyllis from Mulgee and tell her thanks for the info, keep listening to that Atlanta radio station, reporting in what he says, and above all, remain a loyal listener and buyer of our advertizers’ products. Paul thinks that even though it’s radio and the Mobile paper, he’s doing pretty good after all except for the little fact that he’s still a Tennessee guy and Lane, not Chuckie, is there.