Over 30 years or so he came to be known as the 'sports pope' around here.
He first entered our own consciousness in the mid-90s when he would go on Imus in the Morning, a show to which we were fanatically loyal at the time.
Francesa had lovers and haters, just look up NY Post columnist Phil Mushnik, yikes.
Here is a great parody of him, I mean spot on:
The name dropping here is perfect.
Mike had a lot of faults but he was always prepared and always knew what he was talking about.
There were some ugly and Googleable incidents and in recent years he got grumpy and short with callers. It happens.
For several years we had to make due with crappy Washington DC sports talk; Andy Polin, Steve Czabin....uck.
In June of 2001 Mrs. Stroock and I bought a new car about two weeks before we were moving to New Jersey. Vividly we recall that night, sitting in a parking lot in front of CVS and programming stations. We were programming the DC stations and then remembered that soon we wouldn't need them anymore.
66 went in first and a few weeks later it felt good to be back.
Francesa actually makes a cameo here:
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