King of the Frauds

As a Philadelphia sports fans in the (215) region I am privileged to have the opportunity to listen to sports talk radio on a daily basis thanks to 610 WIP.   610 features a regular daily lineup starting bright and early at 5:30 am and running ’round the clock.  The lineup starts with Angelo Cataldi’s team of bandits: Angelo, Al Morganti, Jonesy, and Dia-Rhea. 

• Speaking of Re Ha, does that commercial on WIP with Dia-Rhea screaming her face off annoy the shit out of anyone else but me?  Jesus Christ lady, I can’t imagine a household with you in it.

Next comes the 10 o’clock hour when the All-Star lineup of Stevey and Cuz hits the airwaves.  This is when I usually switch my radio dial from Glenn Beck on the Big Talker 1210, in favor of two of the best sports minds in the business (sorry cannot stand Cataldi’s voice or Jonesy’s Canadian accent in the mornings, hence Glenn Beck, who is a genius by the way).  Being the true sportsmen that they are, Stevey and Cuz’s remarkable insight and fresh opinions seem to echo throughout the region from the mouths of tons of dedicated listeners.  Their segment truly is the highlight of 610’s daily lineup.

Then the scum, the douche-bag, the tool, that smug piece of shit that is known as Howard Eskin takes the mic. 

(DONG). The 3 o’clock hour is upon us.

That dong basically makes me what to rip my hair out and throw my radio across my office as described in an earlier post.  I cannot say enough how much I truly and utterly despise Howard Eskin.  This guy is apparently the “face” of WIP which is a sports talk radio station, yet Eskin has the sports knowledge equivalent to that of an ass hair.  His moronic opinion and completely wrong”detailed accounts” of recent games is truly stunning.  So with that I am writing your employer this letter.

 

Dear 610, 

How can you employ a “sports talk host” that seems to know absolutely nothing about sports? That would be like employing a deaf, dumb and blind person to be a school teacher.  I mean does Eskin have any knowledge about anything that is relevant in his niche market.    Howard’s opinions are out of this world.  When a caller actually does have a very valid and factual point (which is few and far between with his audience) he seems to dismiss it faster then flash of lightning.  Promptly followed up by a smart ass remark due to Howard’s conceited nature, “beat it”.  Some of his regular annoying remarks as provided from wikipedia:

He is known to ask female callers about preparing dinner or washing the laundry and he calls obviously black callers “dawg” while sarcastically closing those conversations with the urban vernacular “holla”. In addition, Italian callers are often addressed as “cuz” and Dallas Cowboys’ fans are termed “cock-a-roaches”. Overall, Howard tends to think most people are “zeros trying to become ones.” He also mocks jittery Flyers fans, saying that big games are “five-underwear” games while giving them this wise advice: “If you’re scared, get a dog.”

I ask you to notice the two completely different audience’s your station attracts during the midday show and the evening show with Eskin.  The midday show is full of knowledgable fans, providing genuinely realistic questions and insight.  It sparks great debate throughout the region as everyone is usually on the same page and actively listening and making great contributions.  Then the evening show on the other hand is full of mind boggling callers with some of the most asinine ideas and views the sports talk world has ever heard.  The callers are half dead, senile, retarded old men who would stick their fingers up their ass if Howard told them too.  Whats with this guy everyday (Arthur) that sounds like his throat is burning off?  Its freaking ridiculous, how do you let these people on the airwaves.  It sounds like this guy swallowed a bottle of hydrochloric acid and smoked 800 cigarettes before his call, yet you allow this to continue on  a daily basis. 

So 610, with this letter I hope we can get the ball a rollin’ as they say, and get Howard off the airwaves sooner then later.  It is time for you to move on, it is time for the city to move on, and for the love of god it is time our ears had a break from this LOSER who has plagued this city for so long. 

Sincerely,

the (215)

 

Howard, you NIT WIT, you are the worst sports talk figure in all of sports talk figures, taking the cake over Jim Rome, Skip Bayless, and Steven A Smith (what a dubious crowd).  You do not deserve any of the public attention you have garnered from your career and your claim to fame is your near involvement in a murder.  I bet you did do it, you FRAUD. 

Some pranks for everyones enjoyment (it is a compilation of a few pranks).  I found this on Youtube, to my surprise there was not that many prank calls documented on the internet.  I think we need to do something about this, specifically during Howie’s hours.