• D.M. Magee

Fair Well to The Sports Reporters: The Cheap Seats

29 years ago Dick Schaap and Espn had an idea. Start the sports fan off every Sunday Morning with The Sports Reporters. A show that allowed the average fan to sit in the room and listen in on great debates by great minds that cover the sports world. It's what we imagined it would be like if we walked into the right tavern at the right time and overheard the kind of banter that makes the world of sports so alluring.

Sure, they tackled the big issues, when social problems over lapped into sports, but that's not what made the show great. A chance to hear four different opinions simultaneously about topics like Michael Jordan, Magic or Larry Legend? Tom Brady or Joe Montana? Tyson or Ali? Serena or Federer? Saban or Bellichek? This is what we loved. The great debate. Without it, we're all just a bunch of folks with no real voice.

The Sports Reporters' debates every Sunday morning is what makes the sports fan soul rich, and deep with layers that unfolded, as topics open up our sports mind and intrigued all. The whole time while we lean forward in out chairs, with a good cup of coffee and the Sunday sports day ahead. We didn't always agree with their stance, but we listened and took it in. Sports fans were mesmerized by articulate conversations that marked the time.

Today's popular shows are more about the guests yelling over each other, and never making any real points. It's all shock-jock programming. The Sports Reporters displayed a kind of class no longer seen in today's Espn driven mainstream programming. Millennial TV. All flash no substance.

As we say goodbye to a national treasure, the Sports Reporters, it is with bitter resistance. It's dumbfounding that with all of the meaningless dribble that comes across Espn's airwaves every week, they couldn't keep 30 minutes aside for a tasteful award-winning show. Sundays will never be the same for this old sports soul. No longer will I spring out of bed to make breakfast on Sundays with The Sports Reporters by my side on the kitchen television. That was my time. I listened to all sides and took in their wisdom and grace, like most art lovers take in a gallery filled with their favorites. A sad departure of close friends is indeed what comes to mind.

So, here's to yesterday's Dick Schaap, John Saunders, Andrea Kramer,

Bill Conlin, Christine Brennan, Gary Thorne, Bryan Burwell, Jemelle Hill, Michael Wilbon, Bob Ley and Tony Kornheiser. Here's to Hanmah Storm, Michael Kay, Gene Wojciechowski, Rachel Nichols, Jill Arrington, Tom Verducci, Ashley Fox and Tom Waddle. And here's to the cornerstones of Mike Lupica, Bob Ryan, William Rhoden and Mitch Albom. Sunday mornings will never be the same without you. We'll often think of you when there are great debates to be had in sports. We'll have to find another way to kickoff our Sundays, because there's no way the newly slated E:60 will fill the void.


The Sports Reporters was a part of Americana. The fabric that was woven into our living rooms through the years we loyally followed. A new chapter must now be written through the sands of time, but future generations won't know the treasure they missed. We'll pine for the days of classic Sundays from yester-year, and thank the heavens we were here appreciate genius that was. Fair well old friends we all enjoyed one helluva ride.

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