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Wait Until the Nation Meets Mikey Miss

The news broke earlier this week that Stephen A. Smith would be hosting a national radio show for a single hour on ESPN Radio. Pretty much everywhere on the Web people thought to themselves, what the hell? Why in the world are they giving loud mouthed Stephen A. Smith an hour gig?

I'm here to tell you Non Tri State Area residents that it is in fact worse than you first thought. For some reason ESPN gave the go ahead for dragging Stephen A.'s incredibly annoying sidekick nationally as well.

An easy sum up of Mike Missanelli is that he is a White Italian version of Stephen A. Smith. He's loud, he's obnoxious, he likes to pick fights and cut off callers. He refuses to admit that his point is ever wrong. The combination of the two on 1050 ESPN radio in New York is borderline downright unlistenable. During his tenure on 1050 Missanelli has made it a point to piss off every single Yankee fan and get into arguments with every Yankee fan caller. There are a lot of Yankee fan callers during the summer in New York.

In addition Missanelli has brought up some some absolutely brain dead opinions during his tenure. One of these was that he lambasted Tom Brady for wanting to witness the birth of his son. As a die-hard Jet fan, I hate Brady with as much passion as just about anybody. And yet somehow there is a valid argument against a man wanting to witness his child's birth, regardless as to whether he is still with that woman.

So nation if you thought it was bad enough that Stephen A. Smith is going to wind up on your local ESPN Radio Dials, just wait until the actual show is on. Somehow someway you will find it even louder, more obnoxious and more annoying then you were expecting.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Way to spell asshole...
Anonymous said…
Everyday I miss Dan Patrick even more.
odessasteps said…
missanelli was great when was on WIP about a decade ago with steve fredericks.

ever since he did tv and wip changed their hosts around, down hill.

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