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Mike Tirico's wife Debbie Tirico might be the only woman who knew him in the 1990's that still likes him. I know what you're thinking: Mike Tirico? How could you say such a thing about this congenial, ultra-pro broadcaster? Nope, according to everyone who worked for ESPN in the 90's, Tirico was the opposite of a pro. I'm talking big time sexual harassment. Such was the corporate culture of ESPN in the 90's. I'll get to that in just a moment...
First, let's get it straight about Debbie Tirico, the wife of Mike. She seems like a good person. She attends benefits and charity events (as the good sports wife handbook clearly iterates every sports wife must do). I kid, of course, there is no such book, but attending charity events is certainly a pattern among the good eggs in the world of sports wives. Also, calling Debbie a sports wife is sort of a stretch, as Mike really, really doesn't look like he could hang with anyone on the gridiron.
I wonder how Mike's wife reacted when Michael Freeman revealed what he did at a party shortly after his hiring. He'd been working at ESPN a year, and at a get-together at somebody's house he approached some hot chick and hit on her. She flatly rebuffed him and then told him to "fuck off" after he kept chasing her around the party. When the time came to leave, 'ole Mikey boy forced her to stop her car, reached inside the car and grabbed her between her legs! Holy jumpin' shitballs, Mike. You're lucky that woman didn't dropkick your pudgy butt across the driveway! I say that because there was another incident in which a different woman who'd been terrorized by Slimy Mike told him to his face that she would "kick his ass if he ever did that again." Seriously, what does Debbie Tirico say about these stories? "That's my Mikey!" Queue goofy sitcom laugh track.
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Let's get Bermanized! Say what you want, but there is only one BermDog. Chris Berman's wife Kathy Berman has just got to let it ride. In other words, let Berman be Berman. I can't help but be curious about the nature of this relationship. This couple has been together for a long, long time. They were married in 1983 (when I was born). Berman is notoriously volatile, and some would say his these-guys-have-all-the-fun style extends into the realm of Ladyland. In so many words, he's no angel.
By all accounts, Kathy Berman is a kind woman and loving mother. Their daughter Meredith is herself a lovely young woman. She reportedly works at a low-level job for the New England Patriots, prompting some to speculate (wrongly) that Berman favors the Patriots. There was a small media scoff surrounding Berman's ability to get a Tom Brady interview and the potential conflict of interest because Meredith works for the Patriots, but that's frankly nonsense. Tom Brady is not exactly JD Salinger. The guy gives interviews. Chris's wife Kathy is likely very happy her daughter works for the Patriots organization- great group of people that they are.
Now, I don't want to start taking easy hacks at Kathy's man here. That's like swinging a katana in a watermelon field. The man has got stories stacked on top of stories, and even Chris' wife Kathy must partly want the "you're with me, leather" story to be true. I mean, come on. The Berm walks into a bar, utters the infamous line, and the lady is instantly stolen away from a would-be suitor. If Bermdog hadn't found himself in the center of the sportscasting world, he would've made a fine used car salesman and part-time bar frequenter. Recently, of course, Berman tried to "weigh in" on the Ray Rice fiasco, but the blocking of a punt interrupted his ramblings.
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James Brown's wife Dorothy Brown does not have the sportscasting ability of her husband, but she does have an equal measure of his devoutness. The couple are extremely religious and take part in all sorts of Church group what-have-you's and gatherings of all stripe.
Brown and his wife Dorothy also have a daughter named Katrina who has three daughters of her own with her husband John, making Dorothy and Jimmy grandparents. I've always thought James Brown's demeanor was perfectly suited for the role of grandfather-- he's always jolly and laughing heartily; I can see him giving out candies and grandparenty gifts to youngsters. One thing that always messed me up when I'd watch Fox NFL Sunday is his actual name: James Brown. Whenever I'd see the name, my brain would misfire for a split second and think "Hey, what the hell is the Godfather of Soul doing in a football broadcasting booth?" But then I'd look at the guy and realize oh that's some other James Brown, and he probably can't sing or dance nearly as well.
I wonder if Brown's wife Dorothy sits at home watching James do his commentary and good-natured prattle and laughs at the same stuff he laughs at. That is, I wonder if she laughs at everything. I've always found Brown's antics a little overwrought. He always appears to have taken in just a little too much jolly juice, and the stuff he laughs at is not funny at all. I understand it's a way to build rapport amongst the broadcasting brethren, but it gets a little tired for me. Brown's inimitable voice, however, kind of defined NFL Sunday. It's a big, booming, footbally voice. Again, I wonder if Brown's wife Dorothy has a voice just as booming and footbally, or is it the opposite? Is her voice a tiny mouse voice, and was her attraction to Brown spurred on by the boominess?