A "BaD" Curse Gets Worse
According to popularity polls, the Fort Worth Star-Telegram and totally illogical thinking, Tony Romo will today be officially named the Dallas Cowboys new starting quarterback. Coach Bill Parcells is expected to reveal the world's worst, worst-kept secret around 12:30 right here. For Romo's sake, let's just hope the promotion doesn't come equipped with a weekly gig on KTCK-AM (1310, The Ticket), specifically with the "BaD Radio" noon-to-3 p.m. extravaganza.
The Red Sox were once stricken by The Curse of the Bambino; the Cubs are mired in The Curse of the Billy Goat; the Rangers are infected with The Curse of Sucking, and the Sports Illustrated jinx seems alive. But nothing--and I mean nothing--is more lethal than The BaD Radio Curse.
The toxic coagulation of Bob Sturm and Dan McDowell has already claimed as victims Brad Wilkerson (new Rangers acquisition had 116 strikeouts and only 71 hits this season), Bill Guerin (Stars forward hampered by debilitating bloody thigh, released last summer), Gabe Kapler (Rangers brawny slugger sucked, finally traded to Rockies), Dan Campbell (released by Cowboys), Nick Van Exel (traded by Mavs to Golden State in a package that included Antoine Rigadeau) and Bobby Knight (food fight with Tech's chancellor ring a bell?), who each mysteriously fell on extremely hard times in conjunction with their weekly Ticket show. The latest casualty? You guessed it: Drew Bledsoe.
The former starting quarterback's show, normally on Wednesday, is pushed back to Thursday at 2 p.m. this week because of the Monday night game against the Giants, during which Bledsoe was pulled to start the second half. If Bledsoe hasn't up and quit yet, maybe Bob will address the curse with its latest victim.
"I defend this by saying that this is the nature of the beast," Sturm tries to explain to Unfair Park. "We have been in Dallas since 1998, which means that we could have had any local athlete besides Mike Modano and Dirk Nowitzki on our show and it would have ended the same way. That is pro sports. They may have good times along the way, but it all ends with goodbye."
On that cheerful note, I've instructed my agent to again pass on the offer to appear on "BaD Radio." Besides, I never listen. --Richie Whitt